Features
And my head feels like falling apart.
I cannot find a way to mend them back but pray, Food for Thought : Does Prayer Change Things?
Because Lord, You're the Only Way. Saint of the Week : St. Brigid
Poem : You’re the Only Way
You're the Only Road, I know; the Only Way,
Last Drop : Plants and People
Even if among a billion stars I'll go astray,
You will still be there, ever near, The Acorn Planter
I will always remember that, as in whisper an earnest prayer.
In the 1930s a young traveler was exploring the French Alps.
Author: Crislyn Olayvar He came upon a vast stretch of barren land. It was desolate. It
was forbidding. It was ugly. It was the kind of place you hurry
Last Drop away from.
Plants and People Then, suddenly, the young traveler stopped dead in his tracks.
Plants grow best when we pay attention to them. That means watering, In the middle of this vast wasteland was a bent-over old man.
touching them, putting them in places where they will receive good light. On his back was a sack of acorns. In his hand was a four-foot
They need people around them to notice if they are drooping at the edges length of iron pipe.
or looking particularly happy in the sunlight. The more attention a The man was using the iron pope to punch holes in the
plant receives, the better it will grow. ground. Then from the sack he would take an acorn and put it
in the hole. Later the old man told the traveler, "I've planted over 100,000 acorns. Perhaps
We need to be noticed in the same way. If we notice a family member or only a tenth of them will grow." The old man's wife and son had died, and this was how he
friend is drooping, perhaps we can pay some special attention to him or chose to spend his final years. "I want to do something useful," he said.
her. All of us need someone to care about how we are and to truly listen Twenty-five years later the now-not-as-young traveler returned to the same desolate area.
to us. We can share and double someone's happiness by noticing and What he saw amazed him. He could not believe his own eyes. The land was covered with a
talking about it also. We help the people around us to grow by listening beautiful forest two miles wide and five miles long. Birds were singing, animals were play-
to their droopy edges as well as their bright days. People need this as
ing, and wild flowers perfumed the air.
much as plants need light and water.
The traveler stood there recalling the desolation that once was; a beautiful oak forest stood
there now - all because someone cared.
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