God gave me a task in which that I have to walk a snail. I had to take tiny steps trying not to walk too fast, but even so the snail was trying its hardest of keeping up. So I rushed it, yelled at it, and even blamed the snail. The snail gave me a sorry look, as if it was saying, "I'm trying my best!"
So we kept on walking, and the lovely smell of flowers made me realize that there's a garden nearby. The nightly wind brought me the gentle breeze that I've never appreciated before. Wait! I heard the chirping of birds, buzzing of the insects, and I saw the bright stars that lit up the sky.