Tree In Woods

Many years ago, in a thriving thousand acre forest on a still, crisp afternoon, an acorn dropped from an oak tree. The acorn sat quietly on the forest floor among a multitude of others, until it was chanced upon by a small squirrel. The squirrel ferried the acorn along with its store toward a nearby nest, but it happened that this acorn was dropped a few yards shy of its destination.  An intentional breeze blew by, urging neighboring leaves down from their lofty perch, and the acorn was soon nestled in calm abeyance under golden-hued cover. Eventually, the acorn sought sustenance from its fertile bed, and began exploring the earth with its newborn tendrils. Dispersed to every direction, one upright sprout found nourishment from the air, sun, and rain. Taking hold of great opportunity and with steady determination, the sapling flourished with strength and beauty surpassing any before it. No one could be certain how long the oak tree stood, nor could they over-estimate the life it fostered. Countless flora, fungi, and fauna, furred and feathered, mighty and miniscule, all traded bounty, and lived and died beneath its canopy. One unremarkable day, a passing stranger seeking himself came upon the magnificent tree. Overcome by its splendor, he began to weep. "God, why should a tree as grand as this be hid in obscure woods? This masterpiece should stand alone on a hilltop near a city or village, and be admired by many!"
The Lord replied, "This tree is in its perfect place, as are you. Be as the Oak, steadfast in your purpose. Rest assured, you feed many without accolade and though you may be unaware, there is at least one who has been, and at least one who will be, witness to your glory."