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I often think of Martin when I run my rounds in the forest….
In the midst of all the magnificent, bright green trees, there are isolated trees that have been felled or fallen by storms or lightning, whose lives came to an end too soon.
And although they lie on the ground, they give life and shelter to so many plants and animals. So they give life even after their death.
When I walk through the forest like this and look at these trees, I have to think of Martin –
how he gave security during his life, sheltering people under his “leaves”,
but how even after his death, many people continue to grow and the shelter he created continues to give them protection…
like every fallen tree.
Nicole Rönnspieß
