Now you may all think I'm really nuts.
I'm in the woods, walking and talking (to the trees).
This has been going on for years. Sometimes my conversation is directed to God. But many other times it is directed to the trees as I am overcome with their beauty, their majesty, their steadfastness.
But on this particular day, I start to wonder if they are really listening to me. [Why this didn't occur to me before, I don't know.] Finally, I say, "Do you guys really listen to me?"
Then all of a sudden, at that…
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