A tree gives glory to God by being a tree. For in being what God means it to be it is obeying God. It "consents,” so to speak, to God's creative love. It is expressing an idea which is in God and which is not distinct from the essence of God, and therefore a tree imitates God by being a tree. (Thomas Merton)

A tree gives glory to God by being a tree. For in being what God means it to be it is obeying God. It "consents,” so to speak, to God's creative love. It is expressing an idea which is in God and which is not distinct from the essence of God, and therefore a tree imitates God by being a tree.

Thomas Merton

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