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GREEN LIKE GOD:
Unlocking the Divine Plan for Our Planet.
Hardback: FaithWords, 2010.
Buy Now: [ ChristianBook.com ]
A South Jersey farmer visited New York City not too long ago and took a tour of the Big Apple with a friend. They were standing in New York’s theatre district just off Broadway during the rush of the day. Car engines were roaring, people were shouting, feet were shuffling, and horns were honking. The wide-eyes farmer stopped and asked his buddy, “Do you hear that cricket?”
His companion wondered how the farmer possibly heard the song of such a miniscule insect.
The farmer remained still, likely squinting his eyes and straining his ears. He slowly took steps up an alleyway, motioning for his friend to follow. Finally, the farmer turned and looked down to see a tiny cricket hiding in the cracks of a brick building.
How did the farmer hear its faint music? The farmer’s ears were sensitive to the cricket’s melodies, having heard them many nights back on the farm. He was primed to listen to the sound. In the same way we must open all our senses to God around us.
The air we breathe, the water we drink, the food we eat: they miraculously bring us life day in and day out. We put seeds in the ground and somehow they grow into edible bounty—corn and what and rice. In the most simplistic yet fascinating cycle, water condenses in clouds and rain falls to the ground. It accumulates on mountaintops and flows down rivers into lakes. This happens each and every year with no prodding from us whatsoever. Without words, it is as if God is murmuring, “I am here and I will provide for you.” The beauty of a sunset or the majesty of a snow-tipped mountain peak seems to echo, “I am here and I want to communicate with you.” (72-72)
You can also read the book’s first chapter here: