Nature

Today [Monday] I walked out next to Lake Bonnie and I tried to grasp everything that I could about nature. In class we talked about nature praising God, listening to God and being pentecostal. I tried to imagine nature as a living breathing entity just like myself. So I closed my eyes. Over the next few minutes I tried to listen and I couldn't hear anything. I tried again, this time I laid in the grass and let my feet soak in the lake as my body soaked up the sun. I had to literally become one with nature. Slowly I could almost feel the earth breath with every rushing wind. I could hear the waters crash at my feet, the grass whistle as the wind turn its way. A song I thought, suddenly the earth let out a deep groan that reached from one end of the sky to the other. It was almost like a huge symphony orchestra playing its fine tune, but who in this orchestra is featured. Could it be the crashing sound of the waves, the howling wind through the trees or the grassy plains in which I laid. Who in this orchestra of one could it be. Maybe it is the soft rain that slowly cooled my body or the sound of silence, when all nature is quite before God. Who will nature feature tonight? Surly it must be something greater than even myself, maybe even God himself? But I like to think of God as an excited father sitting on the side lines cheering on his son thats up to bat, "come on son I know you can do it, home run home run", or even the hand that held mine as a child as I fell to sleep. I like to think of my father as that proud parent who rags on about their own child, but surly he doesn't go through all this trouble for us? But then again he would, wouldn't he?

Just I had to become one with nature to somewhat grasp the essence of it all, we must become one with him. Though I am afraid that we may never truly understand it all, and thats all right. For I nor any other man or woman could ever truly grasp it all, and thats why I keep coming back.