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Daily Archives: May 21, 2017


One of us had once taken a long walking trip through the Southern United States. At first he had tried to explain that he did it because he liked to walk and because he saw and felt the country better that way. When he gave this explanation there was unbelief and dislike for him. It sounded like a lie. Finally a man said to him, “You can’t fool me. You’re doing it on a bet.” And after that, he used this explanation, and everyone liked and understood him from then on.

John Stienbeck, The Log from The Sea of Cortez


God and I have no quarrels.  The almighty conceived the cactus plant.  If God would choose a plant to represent him, I think he would choose of all plants the cactus.  The cactus has all the blessings he tried, but mostly failed, to give to man.  It has humility, but is not submissive.  It grows where no other plant will grow.  It does not complain when the sun bakes it back or the wind tears it from the cliff or drowns it in the dry sand of the desert or when it is thirsty.  When the rains come it stores water for the hard times to come.  In good times and bad, it will still flower.  It protects itself against danger, but it does no harm to other plants.  It adapts perfectly to almost any environment.  It has patience and enjoys solitude.  The cactus has properties that heal the wounds of men and from it come potions that can make man touch the face of God.  It is the plant of patience and solitude, love and madness, ugliness and beauty, toughness and gentleness.  Of all plants, surely God made the cactus in his own image.
From The Power of One by Bryce Courtenay