He
would have taught the Trinity not with a shamrock but with the oak
they
are plentiful in our forests and sometimes acorns grow in perfect threes
He
would have said
God
contains wonders do not try to apprehend
He
would have said
you
may find it marvelous now but wait
for
God must fall to the earth and die to bring new life
and
then he would have added
one
day it will even yield a sturdy wood
like
the kind for making crosses
And
tossing it in his hand he would have said
God
seems small at this point but when allowed to grow the branches prosper so far about
that even birds of the air may come and lodge therein
a
leafy kingdom no one can control
save the wind
And
knowing its mystery cannot even be beheld in late summer
when
the acorn survives the fall from the sky
he
would have saved that precious Triune package
and
buried it like a treasure in a field
in
the dead of winter.
