Transcript
Today I was again in the garden and I took my daughter’s pet rabbit with me. She was so happy munching around. She would nibble here and there. She would go to the parsley and to the dandelion and to the grasses, and you would say she was in Paradise.
So why is she in Paradise ad I’m not? Why what my garden gives is enough for her and not for me?
I mean… I’m not talking about only the amount of food I could farm in a small place, which I definitely want to improve. I’m talking about just being happy with it.
What changed?
Let’s go for a second to real Paradise, to Biblical Paradise.
What would happen is someone is taken to Paradise again, only that this time God chopped out the apple tree to avoid problems, and the person just stays there.
Would you find something to eat in it? Would you starve in Paradise?
Would I starve in Paradise?
It’s kind of weird, isn’t it?
Sometimes I think we are already in Paradise and we don’t know… just because, we forgot.
How come the rabbit knows what to eat and we don’t?
How did it happen?
Photo by Sandy Millar on Unsplash
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