little story #002: treasures in the wild

There is a piece of land in the middle of nowhere that my father calls home. The land is covered with shrubs and weeds, so much so you that cannot see the dirt underneath. Trees that bear various fruits line a narrow path that weaves through the terrain into a forest. The land has been left alone for more than twenty years, resting, flourishing, and the trees that have grown tall and wild sway with the wind trickling sunlight onto the ground below. Sunbeams play games and reveal only what they want you to see, and you wonder what are hidden in its shadows.

Wilderness is not the kind of beauty that a modern eye appreciates. It is chaos. Disorder. Nature. But the fruit that grows within the chaos becomes a fruit that bears the most nutrients: a super-fruit. It has withstood all its enemies, i.e., harsh weather, weeds, insects, birds, etc., and was still able to blossom and grow. Those are the kinds of fruits that my father’s land hides. They are hidden between the weeds and shrubs, under the ground, behind the rocks, and up on the trees. Treasure is everywhere if one is willing to search. The Lord provides the best and He provides in abundance.

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