As I have read the series of catastrophic blazes in some parts of the globe similar to the one in California, I though of the wisdom of the story of a tree. A seed must germinate, grow, develop, bear fruits, multiply and allow many nests to be built upon it. Less than these, a tree is destined as fuel. It is cut down and chopped into small pieces to kindle a fire. If not, it is cut down and further sliced into desired sizes for building construction materials. This is how nature has planned for a tree. In human life, I too must be like the productive tree. I do not desire to be a fuel nor a building construction material. How would you like yours to be?
