The Name
Deep in the black forests of Romania there may live a scary animal. The locals have a name for it: Vaca Care Locuieste in Copac.
I call it: Copacavaca (because the other name is too long).
The Creature
In the early 90’s, shortly after the fall of Nicolae Ceaușescu, I had the privilege to spend about a month in Romania. There I visited many cities, including Bucharest, Alexandria, Timișoara, Arad, Pitești, etc. The people were more than wonderful. The forests, however, were darker than any I had seen before. Literally, they soaked up light like a sponge.
One day, while walking through one of these dark forests, I was made keenly aware of the possibility of some creature in the trees above me. Being mindful of the legends associated with Transylvania, I could not help but imagine myself as one of those hapless tourists pounced upon by some non-mythical monster heretofore thought imaginary.
I thought to myself, “What could be above me, right now, which I might never expect? What kind of creature would be impossible to believe, therefore capable of living in obscurity, except for when it feeds?” It couldn’t be a vampire or werewolf. It had to be something totally off the wall. It had to be something as unthinkably dangerous as Clark Kent was powerful…then it hit me (not literally)… “Vaca.”
Vaca
Just the day before I had learned the word. “What do you call those big animals in the field that go mooooooo?” I asked.
“Vaca” was the reply.
My mind now imagined an animal so dangerous, so heavy, so tired of being milked and eaten between buns, and in the trees right above me – the Vaca din Copac…
the Romanian Tree-Dwelling Vaca…
the Copacavaca!
The Horror
Should you ever walk through the dark woods of Romania, be very careful. Just because you can’t see them, that doesn’t mean the Copacavaca aren’t there. They could be. If so, you could be in danger.
One thing you should know about the Copacavaca is that they cannot see very well – they hunt by hearing. It is when you walk through the woods and make noises like other animals (especially humans) that the Copacavaca realize you’re potential prey.
They wait for you to walk under the tree they are in, then fall from on high to crush you beneath their massive weight. Therefore, it is critical you sound like them when walking among the pines (or whatever leafy, woody, thingy that is nearby).
I asked a friend who was with me if she had heard of tree-dwelling vaca. When she told me “no,” I demanded, in order to be safe, that she make a sound to imitate the vaca. If not, the camouflaged, nearly invisible Copacavaca may have mistaken us for dinner.
Computer rendering of a Copacavaca attacking prey.
With a puzzled look she responded to my request with a nonplus “Mooo.”
“Do it again!” I said. “But louder!”
“Moooooooo!”
“LOUDER!”
“MOOOOOOO!”
Finally, with a tone of quizzical frustration, she asked, “Why am I making the sound of a cow?”
“Because that’s what the Copacavaca is – a man-eating, tree-dwelling cow.”
For some reason the Romanian girl didn’t believe me. Later that night, shortly after she invited me to a knock-off discotheque (a one-room joint with a few tables and a mirrored ball hanging from the ceiling), I was poisoned and nearly died (no joke – I got sick and nearly died).
Coincidence??
Here’s the Point
The imagination can be profitable, just as long as it magnifies truth.
Used properly, as God designed it, the imagination can help us to see God from different perspectives, in different colors, with different expressions. Just think of what C. S. Lewis was able to do with the Narnia series. But replacing the God that is with a god of of our own creation is more than dangerous; it’s idolatry.
Because that, when they knew God, they glorified [him] not as God, neither were thankful; but became vain in their imaginations, and their foolish heart was darkened. – Rom 1:21 KJV
Some people say, “My god would never judge anyone.” Others say, “My god understands me…he made me this way.”
Still, others are convinced that “God doesn’t care what road you take, just as long as you’re sincere.”
But what kind of god are they thinking up? Maybe a creature that lives in the woods, but certainly not the God of the Bible.
For More Information
If you want to know more about the Copacavaca, I can think of something. Who knows, we may be looking at the next Dracula, only with four legs and udders (quick, somebody contact Chick-fil-A).
However, if you want to know more about the God who really is, I suggest you read the Gospel of John in the Bible.
And if you’d like, imagine yourself huddled next to a campfire, late at night, as an old, old man shares the amazing story of what he saw take place long, long ago…that you might believe (John 20:31).
I imagine the Truth will blow you away.
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