goats, I crawled up to the top of the dune and peered over to the other side. I didn’t have to see his face to know that the man with the goats was Moses. After all those years, I still recognized his voice.
Demons brag about how they can read the human mind, an undocumented claim at best. But whether they can or can’t, I can’t, so I was grateful when Moses began to talk to his goats. That was the only way for me to know what was on his mind. There he stood, an old man by then, leaning on his staff and carrying on a one-sided conversation with a nanny goat. It wasn’t as odd as you might think. After all, most of you humans talk to animals now and then. It doesn’t seem to bother you at all that the animals never talk back.
It wasn’t like that in the beginning, you know. When God first created the animals, they could speak. They chatted with Adam and Eve all the livelong day. How do you think Adam got them to line up and parade by so he could name them? He simply told them what to do. He actually made up a little song for them to sing as they marched along. Let me see if I can remember how it went. Hum along with me.
Single file, elephant style, we went to the animal fair.
There were lions and tigers there.
The monkey made fun of the skunk, who sat on the elephant’s trunk.
The elephant sneezed and fell to his knees and that was the end of the monk, the monk, the monk.
Something like that anyway. The animals all laughed at Adam’s silly song.
Not convinced about the talking animals? Have you ever wondered about why neither Adam nor Eve panicked and ran away after encountering a talking snake in Eden? They weren’t the least bit surprised the serpent could talk, because in the beginning, all animals in the garden could talk. At least they could until the Fall. That knockout punch God delivered to the serpent was so powerful that the ripple effects spilled over into the whole animal kingdom, and every species lost its ability to speak the human language. I’ve always wondered if God really meant to do that. Anyway, now you know why all people in all cultures talk to animals, even stuffed animals. It’s in that genetic code thing God put into humans. Until now, you probably never thought about how odd it really is to see a grown person talking to a dog.
Moses seemed to be looking at something over the rim of the next sand dune when he turned and asked the lead goat, “What is that?”
The goat didn’t seem to know, so Moses said, “Let’s go over and see this strange sight.” I stayed low to the ground and followed after the last nanny, who kept turning her head and sniffing in my direction.
Moses had never seen anything like it, but I had. Well, not exactly like it. I’d never actually seen a bush burning brightly yet unconsumed by the fire, but I had witnessed enough of the creative antics of Adonai to know one when I saw it. No wonder the demons had vacated the territory. God Himself had shown up once more on the earth.
The burning spectacle was so beautiful. I was captivated myself, so I could just imagine what was going on in the mind of Moses. When the voice called out of the bush and said, “Moses, Moses,” he jumped backward with such force that half the flock panicked and headed for cover over the next hill.
The voice continued, “Do not come any closer.” Judging by his trembling, I could see that going any closer was about the last thing Moses intended to do.
“Take off your sandals, for the place where you are standing is holy ground.”
Moses obeyed, and the voice spoke to him again.
“I am the God of your fathers, Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.” “I knew it,” I jumped up and yelled out before I caught hold of myself. Moses didn’t hear me, but the goats did, and they all began bleating like a tripped burglar alarm. If the angel of the Lord saw me, He ignored me, but just in case, I dove back to the ground and hid along with the frightened goats. Moses didn’t know what was
Darius Hinks - (ebook by Undead)