Monday morning began early: 4:30AM. I was invited to join the game drive and didn't want to pass up the chance to start off a week viewing animals. It won't be forever that we live in the African bush on a game reserve.
I sat in the passenger seat next to my burly husband and guide of the six middle-aged men - all coworkers from Volkswagen - who sat behind. They're at lodge #21 this week talking about business in a scene other than bustling offices of Pretoria. Off we went with tea, binoculars and cameras dangling around necks.
Within minutes we heard Vervet monkeys calling out their sounds of alarm, usually a reliable sign that predators are in sight. Impala began barking. With a bit of searching we saw the source of their fear, a small pride of lions. Doing what they do best, the lions were lounging around. Not at all phased by the giraffe walking closer or impala sharing the field. These lions slept. What I thought would be breakfast was really just company. This pride ate buffalo and wouldn't waste energy on chasing a small reward.
One of the guys on the truck said, "Animals never hurry." We watched black rhino, white rhino, zebra, wildebeest, and buffalo, among other things this morning, and not one was running around mad. Eating, drinking, pooping, playing, sleeping. That's about it, folks. The guy was right. We didn't see one frantic creature out there today. They weren't seeking our attention or approval. They weren't saying, "Look at me! I'm worthy!" They were being.
And being is doing what God created them for.
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