We used to have a little house that backed up to the back of ours that had an enormous tree in it. I knew that there were renters that lived there and that the owner was going to tear it down and put in condos. I wasn’t thrilled with this but thought that maybe they would save this tree.
Unfortunately, the new owner decided the tree had to go. My heart broke as I watched this horrible machine slowly pull off each branch. I felt like part of my own heart was dying as I watched this it slowly get torn to pieces.
So I wonder, as I watched this tree be torn apart, if I am an environmentalist. My heart was breaking and I wanted to run over and wrap my arms around the tree to make him stop.
I had an experience like this about six months ago when a neighbor cut off some branches from two of our trees and I couldn’t sleep for a week. I just kept thinking of that poor tree and what an unneccessary loss it was.
I have also found that in the last year, I have become more and more concerned about environmental issues. I care about how much waste my family is putting into the landfills and if it will decompose. I care about how much electricity and gas we use (and not just for the cost). I worry about how we are managing our stewardship over this earth we have been given.
So maybe I am an environmentalist. Either way, I will continue to care about the earth and the living things on it. I will teach my children to care and together as a family we will do our part to cut down on unneccessary waste and abuse.