The powers of darkness in my house have been caught off guard. If you read THIS post, you know I have what feels like millions of heinous killer crickets in my house. A friend of mine told me how to make cricket traps with a big loop of duct tape. Apparently camel crickets are attracted to glue. I usually use three loops of tape attached to a piece of cardboard.
Well these traps work. So instead of the trauma they were inflicting, they are being caught on the duct tape traps. Yes, I do check the traps and dispatch them in a fast and merciful squash.
Just last night I was walking around checking my locks in the dark, by the faint street light coming in through the blinds, and I saw a large dark spot on my floor. I stomped, it jumped. I stomped again, it jumped again and disappeared (this is why I never go barefoot in my house…). I made a duct tape trap and put it near where I saw it. This morning? Not one, but three large crickets caught, with no adrenaline rush or trauma.
Thank God for a solution. I can’t help but think that the place Jesus is preparing for me won’t have any giant crickets in it.