The Legend of the Three Little Trees

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 shinning ax, 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 ax, 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 ax, 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, with treasure. She was
coated with saw dust 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 he 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 days and nights 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 feed  box. "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 crowed in the old fishing
boat. The travelers fell asleep as the second tree quietly sailed 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 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 trembled with joy
beneath her, the third tree knew that God's love and changed everything.

It 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.

--Author Unknown

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Bible Scripture relative to The Three Little Trees
Luke 2: 1 - 7
Matthew 8: 23 - 27
Matthew 27: 32 - 38
 

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