Acadian Rose Easter

The Acadian Rose Wishes

You A Blessed Easter

Three 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 at the stars and said:

"I want to hold treasure. I want to be covered with gold and

filled with precious stones. I will be the most beautiful

treasure chest in the world!"

The second little tree looked out at the small stream

trickling by on its 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 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 rains came, the sun shone and

the three 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 away. 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

carpenters shop, but the carpenter fashioned her into a feedbox for

animals. The once beautiful tree was not covered with gold nor

with treasure. She was coated in 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 days and nights passed.

The three trees nearly forgot their dreams.

But one night golden starlight poured over the first tree as a

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. "This manger is beautiful" she said.

And suddenly the first tree knew that 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

sailed quietly out into the lake. Soon a thundering and thrashing

storm arose. The little tree shuddered, she knew she

didn't have the strength to carry so many passengers

safely through 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 that 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, 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 everytime 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 you.

For God So Loved The World That He

Gave His Only Begotten Son,

That Whosoever Believeth In Him

Should Not Perish

But Have Everlasting Life.

On This Day Of Rebirth And As You Gather Family And Friends Around You, I Pray That You Will Always Leave A Place At Your Table And In Your Hearts For The Child Who Grew Up To Die For Our Sins And Give Salvation To All Who Believe In Him. His Name Was Jesus.