Fable: a narration intended to enforce a useful truth;
especially: one in which animals or inanimate objects speak and
act like human beings.
Once there were three trees on a hill
in the woods. They were discussing their hopes and dreams when the
first tree said, "Someday I hope to be a treasure chest.
I could be filled with gold, silver and precious gems. I could be
decorated with intricate carving and everyone would see the beauty."
Then the second tree said, "Someday
I will be a mighty ship. I will take kings and queens across the
waters and sail to the corners of the world. Everyone will feel
safe in me because of the strength of my hull."
Finally the third tree said, "I
want to grow to be the tallest and straightest tree in the forest.
People will see me on top of the hill and look up to my branches,
and think of the heavens and God and how close to them I am reaching.
I will be the greatest tree of all time and people will always remember
After a few years of praying that their
dreams would come true, a group of woodsmen came upon the trees.
When one came to the first tree he said, "This looks like
a strong tree, I think I should be able to sell the wood to a carpenter"
...and he began cutting it down. The tree was happy, because he
knew that the carpenter would make him into a treasure chest.
At the second tree a woodsman said,
"This looks like a strong tree, I should be able to sell
it to the shipyard." The second tree was happy because
he knew he was on his way to becoming a mighty ship.
When the woodsmen came upon the third
tree, the tree was frightened because he knew that if they cut him
down his dreams would not come true. One of the woodsmen said, "I
don't need anything special from my tree so I'll take this one",
and he cut it down.
When the first tree arrived at the
carpenters, he was made into a feed box for animals. He was then
placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not at all what he
had prayed for. The second tree was cut and made into a small fishing
boat. His dreams of being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come
to an end. The third tree was cut into large pieces and left alone
in the dark. The years went by, and the trees forgot about their
Then one day, a man and woman came
to the barn. She gave birth and they placed the baby in the hay
in the feed box that was made from the first tree. The man wished
that he could have made a crib for the baby, but this manger would
have to do. The tree could feel the importance of this event and
knew that it had held the greatest treasure of all time.
Years later, a group of men got in
the fishing boat made from the second tree. One of them was tired
and went to sleep. While they were out on the water, a great storm
arose and the tree didn't think it was strong enough to keep the
men safe. The men woke the sleeping man, and he stood and said "Peace"
and the storm stopped. At this time, the tree knew that it had carried
the King of Kings in its boat.
Finally, someone came and got the third
tree. It was carried through the streets as the people mocked the
man who was carrying it. When they came to a stop, the man was nailed
to the tree and raised in the air to die at the top of a hill. When
Sunday came, the tree came to realize that it was strong enough
to stand at the top of the hill and be as close to God as was possible,
because Jesus had been crucified on it.
The moral of this story is that when
things don't seem to be going your way, always know that God has
a plan and you are a part of His plan. If, in faith, you place your
trust in Him, He will give you great gifts. Each of the trees got
what they wanted, just not in the way they had imagined. We don't
always know what God's plans are for us. We just know that His ways
are not our ways, but His ways are always best.
From: Orange Street Church of
A wise teacher used to always tell
his class before giving a test,
"I'm giving you two tests today -- one
in trigonometry and one in honesty.
I hope you pass both of them."
"But, if you can pass only one, be sure
it's the test in honesty, for there are a lot of good men who
don't know any trigonometry, but there are no good men who are