Everywhere he looked there was only sand and heat.
Nothing grew. Nothing lived.
He was tired and thirsty but there was no water.
He met an old man and a dog.
They lived alone in this hard land.
The old man didn’t say much. He went about his work in silence.
The old man offered the young man food, drink, and shelter for the night.
That night, the young man watched as the old man sorted through hundreds of acorns,
picking out a hundred of the most perfect acorns and placing them in a pouch.
In the morning, they tended to the needs of the sheep.
As the old man traveled through the desolate land,
he would stop, dig a hole, and drop an acorn into the hole.
The old man said that he thought it would be nice
if there were trees in this land.
He said he had planted over 100,000 acorns.
Twenty thousand trees had begun to grow
and out of the twenty thousand,
he thought that ten thousand might survive.
He said, “Just think how beautiful those trees will look in thirty years.”
The old man replied,”If God allows me to live another thirty years,
think how many more seeds I will have planted.”
Thirty years later,after fighting in two wars,
the young man (now older and wiser) returned.
He did not recognize the land.
It was covered with forests, meadows, and rivers of water.
The old man had planted not only Oak trees
but Birch and Beech and many other trees.
The birds sang in the trees.
The bees and butterflies flew from flower to flower.

As far as the eye could see there had been a rebirth of the land.
Natures cycle had return.
It had been a gradual change.
So slow that it went unoticed by most.
No one Knew of the hardships and struggles
of the old man as he walked through that hot and desolate land.
The old man did not live to see how much he had affected the land
and the lives of those that later came to live there.
He simply planted a hundred seeds each day.

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