"I Stop to Say Thank You to You" (With a reason)
I walked in a distance along a path that was thick with old, rough pine. I was so stunned to see my being upon a smoked, winding mountain road through fog that hung like veils. Huge black, evergreen woods towered over me and suddenly, a call of silence and peace began to pack my mind.
From a picturesque overview of landscape, sloping for several acres, vividly seen across folds, hills and valley were brilliant rivers of flora in radiant bloom. A fusion of colors - form the dull, palest ivory to the intense, deep tangerine, to the most clear salmon - blazed like a carpet before me. It seems that the bright sun had tipped over and spread golden sunshine down the mountainside.
At the center cascaded a waterfall of blue, lush lilies. Here and there were rainbow and coral-colored tulips. Blue birds of the sky frolicked and played over the hills; their purple, sapphire wings embellished the clouds and fluttered like a precious jewel.
Astonished to what I have just seen , my eyes that was full of amazement, couldn't stop to peek and sight but I could scarcely speak. Immediately, my mind was on a set of confusions to what the perfect paradise conveys to me. The beauty of planet Earth? Definitely , no. I answered fast. Then, what was it?
Several inquiries of thinking come to my mind, when a small piece of knowledge brought me to my perceptions to what these astounding things was all about. And then, I realized how our God created beauty and majesty, that is indeed, worth caring and thanking for. God has planned for the need of mankind; He is perfect and absolute. But wait! Another puzzling view was then arrived to my mind, asking "why do god do all these wonderful things?", "why are we created?", "why are we here born in this planet?". Simple questions that are not used to question God's perfection but to answer human reflection, instead.
Now, as I look back onto the plains of meadow, grasses were waving through the air as they move smoothly into the sound of nature. But my mind keeps telling what these things could mean to. I, myself, would say " I thank God for all He had given to me." But , try to reflect.
Maybe, to thank is enough. But how can I actually thank when I'm only a nothing, a no man, a being that is not capable to survive without God? "Thank you" is inconceivable. A mere fact that these two words are actually just words. They do mean something, but not everything. Again, another thought came to my mind. Then, I reflected.
To stop saying maybe equated into stop eating. These are vital actions human should do but when it will happen, something else would die. Meaning? Thanking is limited, although it express gratitude but not enough to bring huge emotions man could ever express.
As a human lived and trained in a planet that is unmeasurable on its qualities, I once witness a panoramic view of life. I believe that God is perfect on its own and I, as a flesh made on a cluster of dust, borrowing a life on Earth, would certainly feel that thank you is indeed, not enough.
I once lived, I once take a breathe, and when the time where I will die, I will leave a mark of prints. I will never be alone. Maybe, I would stop to say thank you to you (Him) because of this reason:
"I would rather say I am your perfect creation than to try saying thank you but with limitations."
Froi Edrian V. Bebit
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