The Three Bears and the Eyed Click Beetle

In addition to writing “Dear God” letters, “Knee-mails,” and “Creation and Common Sense” articles, I really enjoy writing stories for my five grandchildren. Trying to maintain a relationship with them and seeing them only once or twice a year is a very difficult task. This is one way I am trying to teach them via our long-distance relationship. I encourage other incarcerated men to write stories for their children. Several have discovered the joy of turning their hearts toward their children in this way (Malachi 4:6).

Possibly some of you must also try to maintain a long-distance relationship with your children or grandchildren. I hope this concept of writing to them will help you as you love them and train them, even thought you are separated from them at times.
S-o-o-o-o-o-o… pretend you are five again and listen as Grandpa Hovind tells you a story about the three bears!

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The Three Bears and the Eyed Click Beetle

Dear Grandkids,
I love you and miss you s-o-o-o-o-o much. I think about you and pray for you a lot! The other day I saw a really strange looking… well, I’ll let Baby Bear tell you about it.

Once upon a time there were three bears. Daddy Bear, Mommy Bear, and Baby Bear. They lived in a house in the woods. They loved each other s-o-o-o-o-o much and they loved God.

Every day they went for walks or rode the Kawasaki Mule to explore God’s beautiful creation. One day Daddy Bear was washing his hands before they went for a ride. Baby Bear was already sitting in the Kawasaki Mule ready to go when he heard a “click” sound behind him in the back of the Mule. He turned around in the seat to see what it was and… he thought he saw two eyes looking at him, so he yelled, “Daddy! Come quick!” Then he realized it was only two black spots on the back of a big beetle!
Daddy Bear came running out of the house and said, “What is it, Baby Bear?”
“Oh, Daddy, I’m sorry I scared you – but I was scared for a minute when I saw two black spots that I thought were big eyes, but it’s just a beetle,” said Baby Bear.

“What kind of beetle are you?” asked Daddy Bear.
“I’m an eyed click beetle. My name is Billy. God made me really special. I can ‘click,’” said Billy.


“Why do you click?” asked Baby Bear.
“Well, God gave me a thick shell to protect me from other animals that try to eat me. I love my shell! It’s my house and I carry it with me. All my beetle cousins have shells too, but only we click beetles can bend in the middle. My shell has two parts. The top part covers my head and chest. The bottom part covers my belly and back legs. The problem is, it’s kind of heavy. If I fall on my back, I couldn’t turn over if I couldn’t click,” said Billy.
“I heard you click, but I didn’t see you do it,” said Baby Bear. “How do you do it?”
“My Creator, God, is s-o-o-o-o-o smart!” said Billy. “He made a special place on my top shell that snaps into my bottom shell if I stretch my head back. If I fall over on my back, I just lift my belly up in the air until I feel it snap in place. Then I relax and it ‘clicks’ so hard it hops me way up in the air. When I come down on my feet, I can walk away, but if I land on my back, I just ‘click’ again until I land on my feet. Try it. Turn me over on my back.”
Daddy Bear carefully turned Billy over on his back and Billy lifted up his belly and clicked so fast they couldn’t believe it! It made him hop way up in the air! In proportion to the size of his beetle body, Billy’s hop would be like Baby Bear jumping over their house! It was amazing! Billy landed on his feet this time, so he didn’t need to click again.


“That was amazing!” said Baby Bear. “Your click made you hop up over a foot and you are only one and a half inches long! Does it hurt when you click?”
“No, not at all,” said Billy. “I told you God made me special.”
“Boy, He sure did!” said Baby Bear. “What are the two black spots on your shell for?”
“That’s to scare away my enemies so they won’t eat me,” said Billy. “They think I’m lots bigger than I really am.”
“It sure scared me!” said Baby Bear. “God is sure smart!”
“I know!” said Billy. “He made me to show off I think. I live inside rotten trees and they are always falling apart or rolling over, so I land on my back pretty often. I don’t worry though. I just click. It’s really fun to see how high I can go.”
“I can’t click like you can,” said Baby Bear.
“You don’t need to,” said Daddy Bear. “You don’t have a heavy shell and you can just roll over any time you want to. God gave you everything you need. He made you special too, Baby Bear! Now, let’s go for our Mule ride while Mommy Bear fixes supper. Do you want to ride with us, Billy?”
“I’d love to,” said Billy. “I can hang on tight. God gave me special little claws on my feet to hold on with. Say, what do you bears eat for supper?”
“Why, porridge of course,” said Daddy Bear, and off they went on the Kawasaki Mule.

THE END
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Stephanie, Angie, Jordan, Kailey and Matthew— God made each of you VERY special, too! In Psalm 139:14, God tells us that we are fearfully and wonderfully made! When Billy, the eyed click beetle clicked and it made him hop, it would be like Matthew jumping over Uncle Eric and Aunt Tanya’s house!
I miss you!

Love,
Grandpa

8 Comments

  1. James September 1, 2010 10:40 am Reply

    If a god made life on earth s/he sure liked beetles.. a fourth of all living things are beetles, and beetles account for almost half of all insect species (400,000 catalogued, and estimated between one and a hundred million total!) Evidence indicates beetles have been present in some form for 300 million years. A visitor to this planet might describe it as ‘pretty much all water, except for some dry patches covered with beetles and a few larger animals.’

  2. Wesley Tan September 1, 2010 10:33 pm Reply

    It is so touching to see you write these stories for your grandchildren after five years away from your family. Dr. Hovind, I pray for and love you and your ministry.

    By the way, James, I enjoyed your alien visitor idea, but I will hold fast to the God, and He did create the heavens, time, and everything that in them is.

    Best wishes, Dr. Hovind.

    Sincerely,
    Wesley Tan

  3. James September 3, 2010 1:35 pm Reply

    ‘Dr.’ Hovind doesn’t have a real Masters or Ph.D., any more than I would if I created my own university and awarded myself one. Where did he teach high school science for 15 years with no teaching certificate? Why did he use structured banking transactions to avoid paying taxes on the proceeds from the silly tapes he sells and donations he receives? Did you hear him on the recorded jail call discussing where to hide the RV and how to transfer assets? If he’ll lie about these things, what else is he lying about? Do you think he really believes this stuff? He’s a rabble-rousing huckster, nothing more.

  4. Kathy Jaggers September 6, 2010 9:10 pm Reply

    Great story and graphics. Hope you start deleting the rabble-rouser comments like those of James. These comments are for Dr. Hovind’s support and the others are just so old.
    I was reading again the other day about the sad state of Christianity among those coming behind the baby-boomers (not that our influence has been that great, but I think there was more appreciation for correct doctrine). I realized that a major difference in our son’s life has been that we introduced him to sold-out Christians. When he looks back, Dr. Hovind has had a profound influence on his life. Thanks eternally!

  5. RayJa September 7, 2010 2:57 am Reply

    Brother Hovind.
    2 Corinthians 12:10

    God bless and preserve you in every way, for HE knows the purpose of your present trials.
    Please keep blessing others with the posts on your blog, and allow the spirit of God to rule your being. (we love to hear from you!)
    Re-Visit Romans 1-8, and let the blessing of Christ’s spirit streghthen you my brother.

    Trust God Always.
    -Ray

  6. Susan – Jane September 7, 2010 9:48 am Reply

    Hi Kent,
    You’re Grandkids are very blessed to have a Grandpa like you.
    The story is a fantastic way to present the wonderful works of the Creator.The Christian school I teach at, has creation study classes, this story would be just what we need for the young kids! Maybe someday you will publish stories like this one!
    Praying for you!

    http://www.wait08.com

  7. Jason September 9, 2010 9:31 am Reply

    Hi Kent,

    What a nice little story, and a good message to all absent parents/grandparents etc. It is not difficult to see in your writing your heart, that being one that cares for others.

    I too believe that it is very important to raise children in a Godly manner and instilling them with both an understanding of creation and evolution will help them to stand firm when opposition comes against them. For no doubt (as we have supposed freedom of speech (a good thing)) they will come across those who would relish the opportunity to destroy their faith.

    My daughter went to a secular comprehensive high school in England, and from time to time was put on the spot by teachers wishing her to defend her faith (ALONE) in a debate between herself and the teacher (always without any pre warning). The teacher would have her stand up in her place alone because all others were either unbelievers or just too shy and or afraid to admit that they believed in God.

    Thank you so-o-o-o-o-o much for the work that you have done in creating your videos, and allowing us to have and distribute them FOR FREE.

    I’m not sure if my daughter won any debates as the power base in the classroom centres entirely around the teacher who can start and stop any interaction at a whim (of course ahem… we need to move the lesson on now). Anyhow, because of your work my daughter left school with a strong and healthy faith in God, for which I am forever grateful.

    Again, both my daughters have enjoyed watching your debate videos. It is interesting that in all your debates against all these university professors and people of similar note and standing, you always seem to win the debate or at least we have never seen you lose. Surely if they were right they could have found something somewhere in all their great and “scientific” research to bring to the debating table to in order to silence you.

    Not meaning to lift you up too much, but it occurred to me that your plight is not to dissimilar to the one that Jesus followed. Jesus went from town to town debating with all the academics and religious leaders of the day. He would always do his debates out in the open i.e. with an audience. He was one man willing to take on all and the very best of the well educated in law and academia (not taking note of any man’s standing).

    Interestingly enough AS he was NEVER defeated in any debate, he was arrested accused on the issue of TAX (Luke 23.2), and duly sentenced.

    Thank you for opening up the debate on science and following your heart upon education. Until Jesus comes back (at least), the issue of origins where when and how was the universe created is always going to be a matter of religious debate. For those who don’t want to believe in God, no matter how compelling the scientific evidence is, if the interpretation of the evidence promotes the Biblical account of our origins, it will be simply have to be wrong.

    No doubt for this last statement I would hear the rebuttal thus…..
    “For those who DO want to believe in God, no matter how compelling the scientific evidence is, if the interpretation of the evidence promotes evolution as an account of our origins, it will be simply have to be wrong”

    To this I would say, “Fair comment; let’s have a debate; Free Kent Hovind”.

    I personally can’t see them supporting this request as when they debate you they never seem to win.

    Thanks again for all your work,

    Lots of Love

    Jason x

  8. Anne September 10, 2010 4:38 am Reply

    Dear Dr. Hovind,

    I follow your blog, your story, and your work, and I am thankful for the blessing they’ve been to my life.

    I never post a message, but this time I just wanted to say I enjoyed your story more than I expected. I hate bugs. As in abhor, loathe, detest, go eewwwww when I see them (since we’re aiming at 5 year olds here). And while I never got the chance to know either of my grandfathers, I can’t help but wonder if I wouldn’t be just a little less icked and a littled more amazed if I had heard stories like this when I was a child. Truly, our God is a powerful and amazing God, so powerful that He can effortlessly invent the intricate detail involved in creating such a remarkable little character as Billy, well as the beetle you named Billy anyway. :)

    Thank you for sharing this story, and if you should ever turn this into a series, please, do leave the roaches as a last resort!:)

    A teeny bit less scared of beetles,
    Your sister in Christ,
    ~ Anne

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