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Long ago in the far away land of Palestine, three trees stood on a hillside overlooking a seaport town. Each three had great hopes and dreams of what it would be when fully grown. The first tree boasted that it’s lumber would be used to make a great and beautiful treasure chest. The chest would be decorated with bright golden hinges and polished to a fine and shiny finish. Inside it would hold great riches, jewels which were the colors of the rainbow and gold and silver coins. The second tree claimed that it would be fashioned into a fine sailing ship. The ship would sail the high seas and travel to far and exotic places. The passengers would be kings and soldiers and statesmen who would marvel at the beauty of such a wonderful ship and the smooth and safe voyages it gave them. The third tree declared that it would not be cut down and used by man for any of his needs. This tree would be left standing because of its beauty and strength. People would look at the reach of this tree’s branches and would think of God and all His glory as they gazed upward to the sky. Then one day three men with axes came to the hill where the trees stood tall and full. As each tree stood in anticipation of their fate, the first man approached the first tree. He examined it and decided it was a good tree for his uses and so he cut it down. The second man looked at the second tree and assessing its sturdiness and good quality proceeded to chop it down. The third man stood looking at the third tree who reached its branches ever upward, hoping he would leave the tree alone to live its days on that hill. However, the third man judged the tree to be perfect for his needs, and cut it down. Now the first tree that had dreamed of being a beautiful treasure chest was instead made into a manger. It was sold to a farmer who used it in his cave where he kept and fed his animals. From this manger the animals of the farm ate the hay that lay in it. Until one night a young woman and her husband came to the cave looking for shelter for themselves and their newborn baby. In that manger, they laid their infant son. It was at that moment that the tree knew that it held the greatest treasure in the world, God’s gift to mankind. And as the child lay sleeping in the manger, the angels sang and the stars shown brightly in the sky. Sometime later, the second tree was made into a small fishing boat. Its dreams of becoming a great sailing ship were gone. Now it carried fishermen and the quantities of fish that they caught each day from a small sea. Suddenly a great storm arose and waves rocked the boat back and forth as it tried to steady itself to keep from being wrecked. The man who led the others had no fear. He admonished His friends for being frightened and having so little faith. Then He stood in the boat and raised his hand saying, “Peace.” As suddenly as the storm had come up, it went away and all was calm around them. At that moment the second tree knew that it carried a man greater than any worldly king, soldier or statesman and that it sailed a greater adventure than it could ever have dreamed of. The third tree spent many years in a lumber yard until one Friday morning it was yanked out of the pile of lumber it had lain in. It was made into a crucifix and put on the shoulders of a tired man who had been badly beaten. The man was forced to carry the crucifix to a mountain top and there it was planted into the ground. The man was then put upon the cross and his hands and feet were nailed to it. The tree shuddered with fear and sorrow as it felt the man’s pain. The tree was filled with shame at what it had become a part of. Then as the man died upon the cross a great storm descended from heaven and the earth shook. At that moment the tree felt the power of God radiating through it. Two days later, on Sunday morning the sun rose and joy and warmth filled the air as God’s love changed all that had gone before. God’s love made the first tree beautiful. It made the second tree strong. And each time people looked upon the third tree they thought of God. This story tells us: do not know what God’s will is for us. But we must never forget that what God is preparing us, it is always preferable and better for us. We must keep on dreaming, hoping for good things. We must not forget, however. that things do not always go the way we would like them to go. That God sorts things out with his saving economy and makes things better than what we could ever imagine imagine. So the 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 even better to give you.
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Rasla jednom tri stabla na brdu, u šumi. Razmatrali su svoje nade i snove, kada prvo stablo reče: "Jednoga dana, nadam se, ja ću postati kovčeg za blago. Možda ću biti ukrašen kakvom prelijepom rezbarijom i svatko će se diviti mojoj ljepoti." Tada drugo stablo reče: "Jednog dana ja ću biti moćan brod. Nosit ću kraljeve i kraljice preko voda i plovit ću do svih krajeva svijeta. Svatko će se osjećati sigurnim u meni zbog snage moga trupa." Konačno, treće stablo reče: "Ja želim narasti i biti najviše i najravnije stablo u šumi. Ljudi će me vidjeti na vrhu brda, gledat će moje grane i mislit će na nebesa, i na Boga, i na to kako sam im blizak. Ja ću biti najznačajnije stablo svih vremena, i ljudi će me se uvijek sjećati". Nakon nekoliko godina, grupa drvosječa dođe do stabala. Jedan dođe do prvog stabla i reče: "Ovo izgleda snažno stablo, mislim da ću biti u stanju prodati ovo drvo tesaru." i počne sjeći stablo. Stablo bijaše sretno. Znalo je da će tesar od njega napraviti kovčeg za blago. Kod drugog stabla drvosječa reče: "Ovo izgleda snažno stablo, bit ću ga u stanju prodati brodogradilištu." Drugo stablo bijaše sretno. Znalo je da će se pretvoriti u moćan brod. Kada drvosječa dodje do trećeg stabla, stablo bijaše uplašeno; jer, ako ga posijeku, njegovi se snovi neće ostvariti. Jedan od drvosječa reče: "Ne trebam ništa posebno od svojih stabala, pa ću uzeti ovo. Neka se nađe." I on posiječe stablo. Kada je prvo stablo dospjelo tesaru, napraviše od njega jasle za hranjenje stoke. Staviše ga u štalu i napuniše sijenom. To nije bilo ono, za što se stablo molilo. Od drugog je stabla bio napravljen mali ribarski brod. Završiše njegovi snovi o moćnom brodu koji će nositi kraljeve. A treće su stablo naprosto nasjekli u velike komade i ostavili usamljeno u nekoj mračnoj izbi. Godine su prošle i stabla zaboraviše svoje snove. Jednoga dana, čovjek i žena dođoše do staje. Ona se porodi i staviše djetešce u jasle, napravljene od prvog drveta. Čovjek je poželio da može napraviti kolijevku za dijete, ali - ove jasle će morati biti dostatne. Stablo je osjetilo važnost ovog događaja, znajući da u sebi čuva najveće blago svih vremena. Godinama potom, grupa ljudi uđe u ribarski brod, napravljen od drugog stabla. Jedan od njih bijaše umoran pa otiđe spavati. Dok bijahu na vodi, podiže se velika oluja i stablo uvidje da neće biti dovoljno snažno da zaštiti svoje putnike. No, ljudi probudiše spavača, on ustade, izreče "MIR" i - oluja iznenada stade. Tada stablo uvidje da je nosilo samoga Kralja nad kraljevima. Konačno netko dođe i uzme i treće stablo, ono godinama skriveno u tami. Bilo je nošeno kroz neke uske ulice, dok su se drugi ljudi rugali čovjeku koji ga je nosio. Kada dođoše do određenog mjesta, čovjeka pribiše na stablo i podigoše ga u zrak, ostavljajući ga da umre na vrhu toga brda. A kada je došla nedjelja, treće stablo uvidje da je dovoljno snažno da bi moglo stajati na vrhu brda zauvijek i biti blizu, posve blizu Gospodinu.Jer, na njemu bijaše razapet sam Sin Božji, Isus Krist.