Penguin Sex and Community

So last night I went to the dollar theatre to watch March of the Penguins and left the theatre feeling like I make God so small. Did you know that every year all the penguins at the south pole walk 70 miles (with I'll have you know little more than pegs for legs... so awkward to watch.. they have to rotate their entire body to take a step inches in span) to a small patch of ice to mate. They call out to one another until somehow they find the right one and then they just stand there next to eachother and nestle beaks, beaming in the seldom experienced companionship (at first I was thinking this was actually how they mated but it was soon followed by this really strange slow-mo scene with the screen just looking like a black and white kolidoscope with indistinguishable bending forms.. and I realized it takes a little more than sitting next to one another to make a penguine baby) So then the momma makes ONE little egg and then gives it to the poppa to balance between his legs and keep warm for the next FOUR months, while she, now on the brink of starvation has to trudge back to the sea for food. The poppas all huddle together in -80 degree weather and go without food for these four months until the moms return and the egg finally hatches. They do it all in community.. together. But isn't that amazing! year after year they do that, being practically the only living creatures hanging on to that block of ice on the bottom of the earth.. and no one even sees it but the Lord. It made me wonder at all the other so-called insignificant things that the Lord must take such pleasure in, in this weird proud way. Some times I think my life fits into that category.
Nomes, i'm sorry you're singed. I'm sorry that was scary. Liz i'm sorry you're lonely. Mary, i'm sorry you hate work. I miss you all so much. I feel like penguins have so many things right . Like the importance of community... I wish we were all togther right now, and we could all huddle together while the cold confusing world just blew past. and we'd laugh and be comfortable.. not in denial that life and transition is hard, but just in agreement that it's all so much rosier when you're togther.