In case you’re wondering how crickets make the sounds they do. It’s a common misconception that they rub their legs together to make noise, but in reality most species use their wings!
The front wings (tegmina) are leathery and modified to have tiny ridges sort of like a file. When one wing is rubbed against the other (stridulation), they vibrate, generating sound. Additionally, the central part of the forewing (called the harp) is designed to resonate and amplify the sound. To make it extra loud, many crickets (like this one) face their burrows while chirping.
Crickets that sing are mainly males, and most females don’t even have the modified wings to make sound. The reason they sing has to do with mating - attracting females and repelling other males. Some species have multiple songs depending on the situation, including a “triumphal” call after successfully mating.
Hikers in California’s Sierra Mountains are surprised to encounter 10-foot-high fences with barbed wire stretched around the top. What do they see inside the fence-surrounded enclosures? Some vital communication equipment like a radio tower? No, they see only a few gnarled trees, maybe just a twisted stump with a few needles.
A sign reads: DO NOT ENTER. BRISTLECONE PINE PROTECTION ZONE. PLEASE PROTECT THESE TREES. They are the oldest living things on earth.
Pamphlets explain that these bristlecone pines were flourishing when Jesus walked on earth, and that the oldest were seedlings at the time of the Exodus from Egypt.
Eventually, though, regardless of how carefully they are protected, those trees will die. They are not destined to live forever. But Christians have the certainty of everlasting life. To be sure, our bodies will die. Yet by God’s grace and power, our souls will never perish. Our bodies will be raised up and, as Paul said, be changed from mortal to immortal (1 Cor. 15:53).
We are awed by the longevity of the bristlecone pines. How much more awesome is eternal life through Christ. We who believe in Him will live forever!
We cry, “O God, how can it be?
How long is vast eternity?”
The answer rings from shore to shore,
“No end, eternal, evermore.”
—Anon.