it has been a long sundrenched day for this hardworking farmer in the philippines. he was in the plantation farm the whole day cultivating and nourishing the harvest. and now, it was his deserved time to have his lunch break and rest after all the toiling and planting under the heat of the sun.
after he ate,the farmer decided to take rest his tiresome body as he approached a comfortable space under an almost gigantic fruit-filled tamarind tree. as he makes himself comfortable, he gazed up at the abundant tamarind tree above him and it's generous fruits hanging all over the tree with its pinnate leaves, and red-striped yellow flowers. the farmer noticed the hard shape tamarind fruits with yellowish wood colored shape attached to thick, sturdy, solid wood branches. these hand held fruits were shaped like bite sized imperfect number eights. he stared at the unique fruit with inquiring wonder.
not far from where he sat and relaxed were many rows of huge, almost perfectly oblong shaped watermelons laying firmly on top of the healthy soil. they were enermous. it was attached to rich colored greenish flexible stem, almost like a weakling, feeble, delicate vine which then leads directly to the soil. again, the farmer smirked and was left with questioned awe and inquiry as he glanced once again to the big watermelons and comparing it to the small eight shaped tamarind fruits.
then he wondered and talks to himself, "i'm confused. God does not know what he was doing when he created this fruits. on the tree on top of me were durable strong branches of tamarind with its small fruits while on the other side of me were huge watermelons attached to its frailed and flimsy stems. now, why would the God do that? should not it be the other way? shouldn't the bug watermelons get the toughened branches and shouldn't the little tamarind fruits be connected to the puny weak stemmed branch? God surely is as confused as me." he baffled in perplexity as he finally takes a snoozing nap.
in the midst of the farmers eased catnapping relaxation, a tamarind fruit fell suddenly and abruptly on top his head. the hard fruit created an obvious discomfort. he woke up with the unexpected pang and ache. massaging the sore area, he remembered what he contemplated before his slumbered sleep. he thought about God being confused because of the sizes of the fruits and its umnatched branches. and now that he was finally hit with the tiny tamarind fruit, he realized how thankful he was that the tamarind was pint size compared to being hit by a massive elephantine watermelons.
as the storyteller finished the story, i smiled and entertained. i silently told myself, " i hope the farmer realized what i am thinking about. " what was i thinking about? GOD KNOWS WHAT HE IS DOING. so let HIM do it. sometimes in our lives, there are going to be a lot of perlexed events. some we will never understand. bewilderment will baffle us. God will test us with confounded questions, puzzled trials and discomfit match liek the tamarind and the watermelon. sometimes, it will show uncertaint and unhinged thoughts. but through this all, just remember one thing, GOD KNOWS WHAT HE IS DOING. in the proper place and time, enlightenment will occur. only then will we have a reaasured understanding.
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