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The Spellbinding Adventures of Adam, Eve, Noah, and the Crocodile Hunter 
By psychologist, Dr. Bruce L. Thiessen, aka Dr. BLT 

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Crocodile Hunter 
Dr. BLT 
Words and music by Bruce L. Thiessen, aka Dr. BLT c 2006 
http://www.drblt.net/music/crocodileHunter.mp3 

Here come the animals 
Two by two 
The crocodile rocks 
And the rattle snake rattles a tune 
Like a modern-day Noah 
You were their good friend 
And we’re saddened to learn 
‘bout the way that your life had to end… 
In the beginning, in the Garden of Eden, there were no beasts of burden.  It was like the song, He Ain’t Heavy (He’s My Brother), or the Little River Band classic, Cool Change, that declares: …the albatross and the whale, they are my brothers…  Moreover, human beings and animals lived harmoniously together, and the lion and lamb would lie down, side by side, without any predatory motive on the part of the lion.  God proclaimed, “It is good,” and rested when it was all over.  Sin entered the picture, and contaminated human, plant and animal life to the point where it was necessary for a great flood to wipe everything out.  But God was interested and invested in survival of the species long before Darwin came along.  It was, after all, God’s creation, and, initially “good.”  The Bible says, “Noah found grace in the eyes of the Lord.”  He was not too far gone to be spared the wrath of God.  That grace was also granted to Noah’s family.  And Noah was in charge of preserving all wildlife­the beasts and foul of the earth.  He was divinely-appointed wildlife conservationist.  He became a divinely-appointed wildlife conservationist.  Does that sound like a familiar title?  

I believe that, in a sense, Steve Irwin was a divinely appointed wildlife conservationist. He was like a modern-day Noah, without the flood.  But a flood of tears began to flow the day we learned that Steve Irwin had died in a bizarre accident involving a string ray.  

You were the Crocodile Hunter 
You were a friend of the beast 
Now the oceans are filled up with teardrops 
In the jungle, they weep 
You were the Crocodile Hunter 
When you left us, we cried 
And the animal kingdom 
Has mourned since the day that you died 
Since the day that you died 
Steve Irwin’s love for animals began as a young child.  One of his first pets was a birthday gift he received as a 6-year-old child---his very own 12-foot-long scrub python.  The expression of wide-eyed wonder that reappeared on his face again and again over the course of his life, and the child-like sense of shear excitement and heartfelt enthusiasm over wildlife always remained in his heart.   His father became his role model, and by the age of 10, his father had him assist him in managing a family owned and operated reptile park.  All of his life, he caught crocs and cared for critters.  And critters cared for him.  He eventually took over an entire zoo---the Australia Zoo, and became famous for his unique, internationally televised animal adventures.  
Here come the animals 
Two by two 
The monkey, giraffe, the stork 
And the kangaroo too 
Like a modern-day Noah 
You kept them safe in the arc 
You kept them from danger 
You were the light in the dark 

A the crocodile rocks 
And the rattle snake will shake 
And St. Peter 
St. Peter, he sits and waits 
The crocodile rocks 
And the rattle snake will shake 
And St. Peter 
St. Peter, he sits and waits… 
For the Crocodile Hunter 

In the '60s Sammy Davis Jr. came out with a colossal hit song entitled, "Talk To the Animals."  The song reminds me of Steve Irwin, because he understood the language of animals.  If anyone knew how to speak their language, and understand their ways, it was the Crocodile Hunter.  

What I remember most about Steve Irwin was his effervescent spirit.  He bubbled over with delight over his myriad animal adventures.  A blog site recently posed the question of whether or not Steve Irwin was a Christian.  I leave the issue of eternity to the eternal God, but I will say this about Irwin: He seemed to be filled with the joy of the Lord.  Jesus said to come to him as a child.  I picture God opening his arms to Irwin as a father would open his arms to his child.  If only for Irwin’s sake, I hope the heavenly kingdom includes creatures from the animal kingdom.  Otherwise, the Crocodile Hunter will be eternally bored to tears, and there are not supposed to be any tears in heaven.   
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 

 
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