In my home state of Illinois I spent the first 62 years of my life. As a kid, at night, I could lie on th river bank, were I lived, and see the Milky Way. Now when I return, if I see stars I can count their number. As a kid, I would catch Northern Pike and Bass, now only cancer filled Carp wash up on the shore line. As a kid, I hiked the forests and fields which now are shopping centers and mega-mansions.
The ecological group I was part of in the 1970’s won some battles, but lost the war. Here in “The Last Great Place” we still have the beauty of God’s Creation surrounding us, but ask any native born Montanan and you’ll get an earful of how change has affected our state.
This is not God’s Plan, It’s mankind’s lack of knowledge, apathy and greed. I have decided that Jonas Sauk’s admonition to “be a good ancestor” is the “Great Holy Work” of our time. I believe we still have a window in time to make a difference and I will do my part to do what I can, the best I can, for as long as I can, so His Kingdom can come on earth as it is in Heaven.