The two pensioners met up at 10 a.m. for their daily walk across the meadows. This had been happening ever since Joe had retired and been able to join Wilf in this more leisurely way of life.
They set off, with their dogs, from the top of the high field that led down towards the low meadow. Wilf’s Bess and Joe’s Ben did their usual chasing after each other in ever increasing circles. First Ben chased Bess and then after a quick change Bess had her turn at catching Ben’s tail, before eventually settling down beside their masters.
Suddenly Wilf said, ‘Yesterday’s sermon on creation was interesting, don’t you think?’
‘Mmmm,’ mmmed Joe.
‘Can’t imagine why the Good Lord let Adam loose with naming the animals - crocodile, that seems a strange name to call any creature.’
‘It may have sounded different in the language Adam used,’ replied Joe.
‘I think a better name would have been snapper or swish-tail or something,’ retorted Wilf swiping out at a fly that was pestering him.
Joe responded with his opinion. ‘I think crocodile sounds prehistoric, like pterodactyl. The minister didn’t mention the prehistoric animals – but that’s another story.’
‘If science is anything to go by Joe, then creation started millions of years ago. I must admit I don’t understand it all but I’d rather believe in the Bible’s account of creation, than what the scientists say. If the Bible says God made everything in six days then that’s good enough for me.’
‘And me,’ said Joe. ‘And another thing, science may have found a way to fly to the moon but the Almighty had already done the flying thing with the birds of the air. Not much better than copy cats, are scientists.’
Wilf queried, ‘Does the Good Book state that God made the moon?’ I’m not sure God made everything – most things but not everything!’
‘If God didn’t make the moon Wilf, then who did make it? I’d rather believe it was God. I think it says in scripture that God made the night lights – the moon and the stars – yes, God made them.’
‘Well that settles that then,’ said old Wilf. ‘I fully agree with that and I’m glad you knew the scripture about the night lights.’
They stood for a while watching Farmer Brown doing his annual muck spreading. After a while they continued on their journey in deep thought.
Wilf broke the silence. ‘I wonder if Adam had to use manure in the Garden of Eden? He certainly wouldn’t have had a muck spreader – we really have come a long way.’
‘I don’t think that’s true. Eden was so beautiful - it was a paradise! In those days there were no weeds and I presume things would grow without much effort or manure for that matter.’
‘All right Joe, don’t take the huff with me. I was just making a point that in these days of weeds and toil muck spreaders are necessary and God said in His Word something about knowledge increasing as time went on.’
Eventually they had completed their circular route and arrive back at the high field. Here they had to part company and journey home in different directions.
As Wilf strolled along he thought, ‘I’m glad to have Joe as a walking companion. He may be a bit younger than me but he knows more about the Word than I do.’ Although he would never admit it to Joe he could hardly wait for tomorrow’s walk and talk.
As Joe sauntered along home, in his mind’s eye he was already munching on the newly baked scones he’d whiffed cooking as he’d left home. He stepped up a gear with coffee and cooking aromas swishing around in the less spiritual part of his mind.
The Good Lord looked down on his two old saints and smiled at their simplicity and thought, ‘I can’t wait for the next episode.’
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