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Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Spring Peepers

Spring Peepers are tiny frogs no bigger than the first joint on an index finger. In the winter they don't burrow into the mud like other water-world animals, but simply find some leaves to crawl under for the duration. While they freeze solid, the natural anti-freeze they produce keeps them from exploding.

Come late April through early May they awaken, thaw and recover. Then the males start calling out with a chirping sound that grows louder and louder each evening until they've all found a mate.

There's a cow pond on the  property here that's a perfect habitat for peepers. An old-timer from these parts told me that her house was across the street from a protected wetland and there were nights when the peepers were so loud she wanted to run from her house screaming, "Shut up!"

These tiny, vulnerable frogs are real survivors - wonderful signs of being sustained and protected. We've all got survival stories to tell: 

  • I should have died that night!
  • How did I ever get through that awful time? 
  • Help seemed to arrive out of no where!
  • What a blessing!

Recalling my own stories of survival, who do I thank?


  1. Even in the harshest conditions and for the tiniest among us, God provides. How beautiful a thought to keep in our minds.

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  3. I am thankful, I am always in the presence of God. He always knows my wants and needs.

  4. I feel so inspired after reading this. How wonderful is this natural phenomenon? God thinks of everything, not only for these gentle creatures, but for us also. We should never feel that we are left on our own. God is with us. Life from our God is truly a blessing.

  5. I like to think of myself as a survivor like the peepers arousing from slumber after a long seemingly suspended pause at life. Now I am on my way thanks to God's good grace. I read things like this to keep that feeling of renewal burning a light within me.