I got my first pet fish a little over a year ago–a gorgeous blue half-moon betta with metallic aqua on his tail. I named him Caspian, after Prince Caspian from Narnia. Cass for short, or for people who couldn’t pronounce Caspian.
I had him almost eleven months before he died. (Amazing how attached you can get to a leetle fish.) I didn’t want that tank to sit empty, so I scrubbed it clean and went to the pet story that very day and bought another betta. I almost bought a red one, but apparently I can’t resist the blue ones. I came home with a dark blue veil-tail, which I named Rillian (after Prince Caspian’s son).
I guess I expected them to be almost identical. A betta fish is a betta fish, right?
But these two fish weren’t the same. They had different personalities.
Yeah, I see you rolling your eyes, but most people acknowledge that dogs have their own personalities, so hang with me a little longer.
Caspian was an arrogant little thing. Loved nothing better than to admire his reflection. If I traced my finger along the outside of his tank, he ignored it. And he hated it when I cleaned his tank. I had to chase him round and round the tank before I could scoop him out into the holding cup. (I always figured he’d work himself into a heart attack, but he never did.) He’d just sit and sulk until I put him back in his freshly cleaned tank.
He had the funniest way of turning his nose up at you. He wasn’t the sort of pet I baby-talked.
Rillian is very personable. When someone puts their face up to the tank, he swims over to say hi. He wiggles and flares his gills and follows your finger along the tank. He’s better at aiming for his food than Caspian was. And he doesn’t mind it when I scoop him out of his tank for cleaning.
Altogether, he’s more approachable. I can call him Rilly sometimes without his being insulted. 😉
So perhaps their “personalities” have to do with the way I interpret their behavior. But the fact is these two fish behave differently.
God cares about His creation so much that He bothered to give two little betta fish different “personalities,” so to speak. Two betta fish that might have died in the hatchery or at the pet store, and absolutely no one would have cared beyond the fact they’d lost a very small amount of cash.
The God who made the stars also cares about little fish no longer than my finger.
He makes them beautiful, and He makes them unique.
“Are not five sparrows sold for two copper coins? And not one of them is forgotten before God.
“But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not fear therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows.
-Luke 12:6-7 NKJV (emphasis mine)