Tuesday, May 27, 2014

A Conversation Between God and Mother Nature



"I remember when you thought them amusing. You smiled proudly as you told of their first shaky steps and your laugh was tolerant as you recounted their initial fumbling attempts to improve on your methods. As I recall, you considered those attempts proof of the superior intelligence with which we endowed them."

The deep voice of God was calm but Mother Nature shook her head anxiously.

"But, Lord, you don't understand the severity of the situation. Yes, it was easy to enjoy them in the beginning when they were children. It was humorous when they struck at me with their helpless toddler's hands. The harm they could do then was minimal and I was confident that as they grew in strength, their wisdom would also increase. But now, they are so strong. And their knowledge is powerful and dangerous but it isn't tempered by the wisdom I expected. Lord, I'm frightened for them and for the earth.

It is all very easy for you to counsel patience. You're often gone on other business but I'm here every day and I see the trouble they keep getting themselves into and it's me who has to try to get them out."

Mother Nature's voice quavered and a tear ran down her green cheek.

"I know you put me in charge and I've tried to do the best I can but it's getting harder and harder.

God patted her shoulder comfortingly.

"Now, now. It can't be all that bad. You know we expected problems. We knew that humankind wouldn't grow up overnight. I know their adolescence had been hard on you but surely, it isn't as bad as you imagine."

"Come with me," she begged, "and see for yourself.

God sighed and straightened his tired shoulders, then took her hand.

Together they visited much of earth, experiencing a gamut of Godly emotions caused by the actions of their creations.

Together, they picked their way through the twisted rubble of a city battered by warfare, murmuring prayers over the bodies of dead and dying children. God's eyes were pain-filled but he said nothing. He had seen it so many times before.

Together they visited once-pine covered mountaintops skinned off for the coal beneath and once pristine waters despoiled for the oil beneath and once lush meadows, made barren by chemical spills. God shook his head sadly at the devastation wrought by those greedy for Earth's resources.

"It breaks my heart to see it," said Mother Nature bitterly, for of course, the natural world was her own special province.

Together they visited a beautiful church built in God's honor. God smiled in relief.

"Here, at least, they are trying."

"No Blacks or Gays are welcome here, Lord."

The church seemed to tremble as God struggled to keep his temper in check.

"What could be more blasphemous than to use my Holy Name and not welcome all my children?"

Mother Nature shook her head gently. You begin to see how it is with them."

Together, they visited a secret laboratory where men in white jackets worked busily, perfecting a yet more lethal weapon to use on their neighbors.

Afterwards, they both sat silent and depressed.

"You know, Lord, we've worried over them before but time is running out. They have the ability to destroy everything now."

"I know, I know." God spoke wearily. "I guess we over-estimated them."

"Well, I'm at the end of my rope. They grew up in a perfect environment, a green and magnificent earth, bright blue skies, a golden sun to keep them warm, crystal clear water to drink, delicious fruits and vegetables and grains and nuts of every description, animals and birds to eat and befriend and do their work for them. We gave them strong bodies and superior brains. You know, Lord, we made sure there was enough for all of them if they were only willing to share.

I've sacrificed my mountains, my seas and my forests to their quest for wealth. I've lost whole species to their arrogance. They are my own children and it hurts me to say this," she was sobbing openly now, "but I wash my my hands of them. I don't want to lose everything I love because of them."

"But, surely, we have some we can be proud of. Some must slowly be reaching spiritual adulthood after all this time, " pleaded God.

Mother Nature sniffed and nodded her head.

"Well, yes, there are a few," she agreed.

"Then let's take a look. We owe them that much, at least, to see both sides before we decide."

Mother Nature took him to one of her favorite spots, a place she visited often when she needed uplifting, the small ship, Calypso, anchored off the turquoise shore of Australia, where the crew searched the waters for humanitarian answers to nature's questions.

They visited a hospital in the midst of one of the Earth's most filthy teeming cities, Mother Teresa's legacy, where all patients were treated with loving respect, despite race or religion.

They watched a family who, along with their own children, had adopted others who were retarded, blind, crippled, of all races, and cherished each of them.

They regarded a farmer to who treasured and respected his land.

They stopped by a second church where all who entered were welcomed wholeheartedly and a second laboratory where men in white jackets worked themselves to exhaustion searching for cures for devastating diseases.

And God's heart almost hurt with pride at what humankind was capable of being.

Mother Nature waited patiently for God's decision. He started slowly, almost haltingly.

"It seem to me, Mother Nature, that we knew from the beginning that there is no guarantee with children. We've done all that we can do, as you pointed out earlier. Besides the physical advantages you mentioned, we gave them free will and love, honor and dignity, morality and courage. We gave them examples by which to judge their lives and whenever the Earth seemed mostly desperately in need, we sent them a Holy One to act as their guide. It's true that, at times, we have been tragically disappointed."

"My soul still aches over the Holocaust and Hiroshima and Chernobyl," she whispered.

"Yes," God's voice held infinite pity. "We cried for them and bled for them. But I have decided there is nothing we can do but let them have their chance. I know it doesn't look hopeful but for the sake of the one's who are truly trying, we must give them the opportunity to find their way."

Mother Nature started to protest but God help up his hand.

"We gave them life. We gave them the freedom to find their own paths. Always, it seems they have chosen the rockiest roads. We can offer them love and assistance when they choose to seek it from us but beyond that, their destiny is their own. That was the bargain we made when we created them and that bargain will we kept."

Mother Nature bowed her head in acceptance of His will.