Giants Among Us Giants Among Us Giants Among Us

Have you ever stood among the giant redwoods of Northern California?

They exist in groves, some measured in square miles, others only in acres.
There are small groves of great trees, old trees, whose rings record years of human history—some hundreds, others thousands of years in growth.
There are large groves of smaller trees, younger trees, those who do not possess the record of their antecedents. Our history awaits to be written into them.

They are community.
They stand in unity.
They are silent yet speak with one voice.
They know but One Creator, One God.
They reach up to the same heaven.
They are rooted in the same earth.
They drink from the same hidden stream.
They are nourished by the same unseen Source.

They are majestic, unpretentious, grand, as though the perfect sentinel.
They speak with a whisper when still but roar in the mighty wind.
They hush the hurried visitor who enters their still reverent chambers.
They care not for their ideology nor political persuasions.
They lift both eye and spirit of each who gaze upon them.
They implant their memory upon young and old alike.
They tell each their place in time, a tiny fraction from the beginning to end.
They ask nothing from us yet give everything of their majesty, strength and beauty to us.
They do not ask to be changed, only to be left undisturbed.
They neither expected us, knew we came nor when we left.
They are not anxious.
They are not fearful.
They stand as living witnesses of the eternal caring nature and nurture of their faithful Creator.

They are not dissatisfied with their nature nor their lot in life.. Go there. You will find they still stand today.

We could learn from these Giants Among Us.