BABA’S GENEROSITY: MY LITTLE TREE
I had been going back and forth doing many tours, and going in and out of the Center, and all of a sudden I “see” all of the trees, and I said, “Oh Baba, you have so many trees, may I have one?” I had the feeling, yes, that was all right to ask that question, yes, go pick one out. So I picked this little tree out, didn’t even hardly come up to my waist. I thought, you are a cute little tree, I’ll have Jeff take a picture of me with my tree. So Jeff took a picture, and that was my tree. After some years that little tree grew up nice and big and strong. Some more years passed to when changes had to be made so that the fire department, with all their large equipment, could get through the Center in a hurry, and not be caught on too narrow a road. So at the crossroad my little tree stands, and different ways were made for the cars to go at the crossroad. A road was made so a short turn could be made if coming from across the lagoon. I drove in and saw all these trees lying everywhere, and they made that turn to where they cut down every tree around my tree, but my tree was still standing.
I could hardly believe it. At some point somebody had run into my tree and just nicked it, made a mark; well, I knew my tree anyway, with or without a nick. The road was made to where the fire department was satisfied that they could get in and get out and get all over the roads, and Baba saved my tree. So he saved Jeff’s life and my life and my little tree that He gave me. I think that’s so cute. Baba does such big things like accidents and things like that, and then He can do what we call not real, real important things, like a little tree that from my heart He gave me, and it was saved. So, Baba darling, you’re so cute to me, I love you for it Baba, my little sweetheart Baba.