An Effort to be Religious

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a short story which talks about finding God through pondering upon his universe (actually a tree, but it could be anything.)

Submitted: June 19, 2010

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Submitted: June 19, 2010

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I looked out of the classroom window and watched the large tree outside sway, while the teacher’s voice hushed into white noise.
Reflecting upon the tree made so many things race through my mind; I considered how beautiful the tree looked, starting from the topmost leaf to the unseen roots that hid beneath the dirt. Never has the sight of leaves amazed me more; a prodigal number of them decorating every branch, each and every one a small food factory, with no more than one mission in heart but to be that, and yet, they are extremely intricate. Chlorophyll runs through their veins, waiting to convert light beams that have travelled from far way, into carbohydrates and oxygen, with the use of a recently abundant gas, to be transferred along the different roots to give life to other parts of the creature, only to repeat the process again, with patience that rivals that of a mother’s. The humongous trunk acts as a strong beam to support the whole tree, which is, in retrospect, ironic, and goes to show that size doesn’t matter when it comes to importance and vitality.
Regal nests of birds laid on branches, giving the illusion of crowns stashed safely behind verdant walls. The birds have taken the tree as a home, and come and go without objection from the tree. The tree which is incredibly fragile, with its immobility to blame perhaps, yet serves as a formidable shelter to even more helpless beings, despite being bestowed with the much envied gift, probably mostly by trees, of flight, which is, needless to say, the height of mobility.
Deep down beneath the earth, the roots stretch for long distances, to secure the tree furthermore into the ground and to scavenge, to scavenge for nutrients, nutrients that were maybe once trees and, by extension, homes for birds.
This never-ending cycle of life, this amazing show of life in different forms, entangled with one another, is so perfect, yet full of contradictions and ironies on a massive scale, that it could not have been the outcome of chance or coincidence, but of careful planning from a wise almighty God. As I come to this realization, I quickly make another; this is just one small piece of a charade that’s as large as life or history, no difference.


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