Hello, God. It's me, Mara

You know, Lord, here’s a thought about the Wilderness, the Boondocks and the Backcountry. While we’re all busy traveling life’s demanding way, we can’t help but notice where the forest fires have ravaged the countryside; we notice that there are no lovely flowers, we see dead pine and fir trees, we also see a few other trees that are just standing there with lifeless limbs outstretched for help.

However, we look around — there is no help — no birds — no green grass, it’s all been consumed, all that is left is charred, forlorn and exposed. It feels like hopelessness and depr...