Trees

I like trees. Especially since they are so good at taking the carbon dioxide that I breathe out and converting it to oxygen that I get to breathe in. Anyway, here is a neat story about trees. It's from www.theruncontinues.blogspot.com

Three trees were discussing what they wanted to be after they were cut down. The first tree wanted to be made into a beautiful treasure chest so all the treasures of the world could be locked in it. The second tree wanted to be carved into a big ship so it could travel around the world with the prince and princess. The third tree did not want to be cut down. It wanted to grow taller and taller and reach heaven.

One day a lumberjack came and cut down all the trees. The first tree was sent to a carpenter who made it into a feeding trough instead of a treasure chest. The second tree was sent to a shipyard and made into a small fishing boat. The third tree was left at the foot of the hill.

The trees were sad because their dreams were shattered. They had not become what they wanted to be.

A few years later a woman gave birth to a son but had no place to lay her newborn. She had searched for a cradle but found only the feeding trough to lay her son in. At this the tree realized its value was greater as a feeding trough than a treasure chest because in it laid the baby Jesus.

Thirty years later the small boat, which was made from the second tree, was in the sea facing a raging storm. The boat seemed uncontrolable and about to meet its fate, but destiny had something else in store. There was a man sleeping in this boat, and all he had to do was raise his hand and the sea was as calm as ever.

A few year later some men were in search of a tree on which to crucify Jesus. At the base of a hill they found the third tree, cut and lying there for years. On this tree Jesus died. And it came closer to heaven than it ever dreamed it could.

Many times in our lives we are not what we want to be. But maybe we're on the journey and don't realize it yet.