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Monday, October 20, 2025

REMINDED ME OF INCHY

Would you humor me? It's just that so many things have been coming to me regarding my recent mishap...I realize it might bore you to hear about the same thing time and time again, but I want to share about it, and for the time being, I really can't get out and about; so this is pretty much what's been filling my mind.

Maybe they're not profound, just little thoughts, but for what they're worth...

The scabs formed all over my body, for example, have been healing nicely, and gradually, most get smaller and disappear as unneeded. But one little scab on my right pinky stubbornly hardened, would not dry and fall off like good little scabs but seemed to stand up perpendicularly and get caught on everything I brushed my hand by then attest to having deep roots still living in my finger by the pain I felt whenever it happened. Nothing doing. Sorry Scabby; I had Kinya cut it down as close to my finger as possible with small scissors. 

You might be thinking I might go off on a tangent about how even a pinky is necessary, how the pain in a little finger affects the whole body...well, maybe normal people would think like that. I'm a little loopy. That scab reminded me of a little inchworm I saw at the Iwatsuki Park when he pulled his body up and seemed to peer at me. Have you read the story, "Measure of All Things"?

That inchworm was something else. He plopped down, pulled himself along, reached forward, plopped down, pulled himself along...it amazed me once when I thought he came to the end of the road and there seemed to be a wide chasm in front of him, but he hurtled himself forward anyway to catch the precipice with his front four appendages, then pulled the rest of his body across afterwards.

I was almost sure he turned and looked at me as if to say, "I can do anything. If I can't do it, nobody can."

Well, I had to smile at the little guy. But Inchy would never believe I could run; I mean, he can't locomote that fast. He says it's silly to think that anybody could, right? Huh? C'mon!

But that's what humans do with God! Humans say, "If I can't be born of a virgin, God can't either." And he does the same with the miracles, with dying and being resurrected, creating things from nothing..."It's just silly to think that what homo sapiens cannot do any life form (even a CREATOR) can, right?"

That kind of noise is causing only misery. Can we find a way to cut it off....