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 to the
stars and said, "I want to hold treasure," It wanted 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 and I shall hold wonderful
treasures!" 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 feed box 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, many years 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 sturdy wood box "This manger is beautiful" she said. And suddenly the
first tree knew she 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. And suddenly the second tree knew she
was carrying the king of heaven and earth.



One Friday morning, the third tree was startled when her beams were yanked
from the forgotten wood pile. She flinched as she was carried through an
angry jeering crowd. She shuddered when soldiers nailed a man's hands an
feet to her. She felt ugly and harsh and cruel. But on Sunday morning when
the sun rose and the earth trembled 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 the next time you feel down because you didn't get what you wanted, just
sit tight and be happy -- because God is thinking of something better to
give to you!



 A BLESSING TO ALL WHO READ THIS