One time, in a field, a tree that shaded. Leafy branches with foliage. The stem is tall.The roots, seem jutting out, penetrate the ground to within. The tree, looked dashing in the appeal by the other trees around it.
That tree, a place to live for some of the birds there. They make nests, and relies on the stem-the stem is alive. The birds make holes, and lay their eggs in the greatness of that tree. Trees that get excited, get friends, while filling his days long.
People ever grateful for the existence of the tree. They often stopped, and took shelter on a lush tree. These people often sit, and open the packed, in the shade of the branches. "The tree is very helpful," so said they each finished shade. Again, the treeever proud to hear the words of yesteryear.
However, the time goes on. The tree began to sickly. Their foliage loss, the branchesbegan tumbling. Her body, now began to thin and pale. There is no prowess once inthey are holding. The birds began nesting there reluctantly. Passing by, no longer want to stop by and drop by to take shelter.
The tree of any grieving. "Oh my God, why is it so heavy that you give me my exam?I need a friend. There are no more willing to come near me. Why do you take all the glory that once I have? "so the weeping of the tree, to the sound to the entire forest. "Why can't You just tumbangkan my body, so I need not feel the torment?" The tree continued to cry, drenching her dry.
The season has changed, but the State was not willing to change. The tree remains in the lonely, alone. The stem looks increasingly dry. Weeping and crying constantlysounded every night, filling the silent nights.
Until at the time of the morning. "Cittt ... cericirit ... cittt" Ah the sound of what is it?As it turns out, there is a young bird hatchlings. The tree was surprised in his daydreams.
"Cittt ... cericirit ... cittt," the sound was increasingly loud screeching. There is another new-born chicks. Soon, the tree was noisily over the birth of the new birds. One ...two ... three ... four children and birds are born into the world. "Ah, my prayers answered," so exciting is the tree.
The next day, many birds soft sand toward the tree. They are, will make a new nest-nest. As it turns out, woody stems that dry, inviting birds with a certain kind of interested to want to nest there.
The birds feel more warm are inside the dry stalks, rather than before. The numbersany more and more diverse. "Ah, now my day bright makin along these birds", gumam the tree with twinkle.
The tree went back joyfully. And when he saw him down, his heart welled up again.There is a new shoots that appear near the roots. The Buds seemed to smile. Ah, apparently, the old trees are shedding tears, resulted in new seeds that will continue his devotion on nature.
Hello steemit, from the above story we can take conclusions bahwan God always had secret plans made his servant will always provide the answers for us all, although the settlement is not always predictable, but rest assured allah Almighty knows bestmake his servant ...
