Save our world

By Julia Fernandes

August 12, 2011


(This is the first of a series of letters to God).


Dear Papa (God),


This is Julia, your chweet daughter…:-) This is my first letter to you. I usually share my thoughts with you in chats and prayers, but this is the first time I thought why not pen a letter to you? So, here it is.


First and foremost, thank you for creating this beautiful world. The sun, the moon, and the stars -- they are all so awesome. Like a perfect picture poster you made this world. Everything is so fine tuned, right from every atom and molecule. Nobody can better your work. It so perfect!


We inherited this wonderful world for free. And maybe that is the reason we do not really value your creations and that includes our own selves. I sometimes wonder how painful it must be for you to see this beautiful world that you so painstakingly created for us heading for ruin.


You know Papa, we have done everything in our capacity to destroy the world that you gave us. We have polluted the waters, the soil, the air, our bodies and our hearts too. Why is man so sinful? Why is there so much of evil and wickedness in how we think? We not only disobey you but man’s disobedience extends even to the laws of nature.


Papa, do you anytime regret that you gave man dominion over land, sea and all creatures? For we have not been able to preserve and protect this world and all the living beings that you created. We have destroyed forests, displaced animals. It must hurt you a lot to see us destroying our environment. We release such harmful chemicals in the atmosphere that we have managed to create holes in the ozone layer too.


You really made man very intelligent. But, unfortunately, we have used our intelligence more for destruction purposes and less for human welfare. We have created bombs -- nuclear ones that can simply wipe away this whole planet! Did you anytime dream that one day man will create weapons of mass destruction? Today, we are struggling for resources -- energy, fuel, food, oil, clean air.


I am sorry Papa for what we have done to this lovely planet that you created for us. We have made the earth not fit for you to come and visit us. Everything is polluted and impure here. I just hope that maybe one day you would intervene and save this world!


Love you lot.


Your loving daughter,