Once upon a mountain top, three little
trees stood and dreamed of what they wanted to become when they grew up.
The first little tree looked up at the
stars and said: "I want to hold treasure. I want to be covered with gold
and filled with precious stones. I'll be the most beautiful treasure chest in
the world!"
The second little tree looked out at the
small stream trickling by on it's way to the ocean. "I want to be
traveling mighty waters and carrying powerful kings. I'll be the strongest ship
in the world!"
The third little tree looked down into the
valley below where busy men and women worked in a busy town. "I don't want
to leave the mountain top at all. I want to grow so tall that when people stop
to look at me, they'll raise their eyes to heaven and think of God. I will be
the tallest tree in the world."
Years passed. The rain came, the sun
shone, and the little trees grew tall. One day three woodcutters climbed the
mountain.
The first woodcutter looked at the first
tree and said, "This tree is beautiful. It is perfect for me." With a
swoop of his shining axe, the first tree fell. "Now I shall be made into a
beautiful chest, I shall hold wonderful treasure!" The first tree said.
The second woodcutter looked at the second
tree and said, "This tree is strong. It is perfect for me." With a
swoop of his shining axe, the second tree fell. "Now I shall sail mighty
waters!" thought the second tree. "I shall be a strong ship for
mighty kings!"
The third tree felt her heart sink when
the last woodcutter looked her way. She stood straight and tall and pointed
bravely to heaven. But the woodcutter never even looked up. "Any kind of
tree will do for me. "He muttered. With a swoop of his shining axe, the
third tree fell.
The first tree rejoiced when the
woodcutter brought her to a carpenter's shop. But the carpenter fashioned the
tree into a feedbox for animals. The once beautiful tree was not covered with
gold, nor with treasure. She was coated with sawdust and filled with hay for
hungry farm animals.
The second tree smiled when the woodcutter
took her to a shipyard, but no mighty sailing ship was made that day. Instead
the once strong tree was hammered and sawed into a simple fishing boat. She was
too small and too weak to sail to an ocean, or even a river; instead she was
taken to a little lake.
The third tree was confused when the
woodcutter cut her into strong beams and left her in a lumberyard. "What
happened?" The once tall tree wondered. "All I ever wanted was to
stay on the mountain top and point to God."
Many days and night passed. The three
trees nearly forgot their dreams. But one night, golden starlight poured over
the first tree as a young woman placed her newborn baby in the feedbox. "I
wish I could make a cradle for him," her husband whispered. The mother
squeezed his hand and smiled as the starlight shone on the smooth and the
sturdy wood." This manger is beautiful," she said. And suddenly the
first tree knew he was holding the greatest treasure in the world.
One evening a tired traveler and his
friends crowded into the old fishing boat. The traveler fell asleep as the
second tree quietly sailed out into the lake. Soon a thundering and thrashing
storm arose. The little tree shuddered. She knew she did not have the strength
to carry so many passengers safely through with the wind and the rain. The
tired man awakened. He stood up, stretched out his hand, and said,
"Peace." The storm stopped as quickly as it had begun. Suddenly the
second tree knew he was carrying the king of heaven and earth.
One Friday morning, the third tree was
startled when her beams were yanked from the forgotten woodpile. She flinched
as she was carried through an angry jeering crowd. She shuddered when soldiers
nailed a man's hands to her. She felt ugly and harsh and cruel. But on Sunday
morning, when the sun rose and the earth tremble with joy beneath her, the
third tree knew that God's love had changed everything. It had made the third
tree strong. And every time people thought of the third tree, they would think
of God. That was better than being the tallest tree in the world.
So next time you feel down because you
didn't get what you want, just sit tight and be happy because God is thinking
of something better to give you.