We are certainly blessed to be offered this gift of the world. Without this gift we would not even exist.
About 10 minutes into my run I trod on a tree root the wrong way and rolled my ankle. I stopped for a while, massaged my ankle and took a few steps and then back to a jogging gait again. But it wasn’t quite right, so inevitably I rolled it a second time. This time there was no chance of continuing running on it. I decided to turn and walk back to where I had begun.
That point on the track had the road passing nearby, so I walked out to the road, where the surface was more even and began to walk back to the start.
I had about 500 – 600 metres to walk. Limping along I was enjoying the walk as the road passed through the same rainforest I had just been running through.
I little way up the road I saw a throw-away cup from a major fast food company on the side of the road. I stopped and picked it up, intending to take it back with me to dispose of more appropriately.
A few steps later I found a plastic wrapper. I picked this up also. By the time I’d walked the 500 metres or so I had an armload of trash. And this on a road that wound through the forest, no human habitation anywhere around.
This experience got me thinking about how we wantonly trash our gift.
Like a petulant child that unwraps his/her Christmas present and finds it not to their liking, and so throws it away or smashes it with a toy hammer, we too trash our gift.
We trash our gift by:
- smashing to pieces the forests,
- spewing toxic and other gases into the atmosphere,
- spilling waste into waterways,
- using the oceans as dumping grounds for tonnes and tonnes of plastic,
- digging and tunnelling into Mother Earth to rip out minerals,
- destroying the habitats of thousands upon thousands of species, condemning them to extinction.
I realised that my rolled ankle had been a gift – a gift that allowed me to see how much we trash our gift of the planet.
Isn’t it time we grew up, and stopped acting like a petulant child with our gift.