We All
Need A Tree

I hired a plumber to help me restore an old
farmhouse, and after he had just finished a
rough first day on the job: a flat tire made
him lose an hour of work, his electric drill
quit and his ancient one ton truck refused
to start.

While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence.

On arriving, he invited me in to meet his
family. As we walked towards the front door,
he paused briefly at a small tree, touching
the tips of the branches with both hands.

Afterward he walked me to the car. We passed
the tree and my curiosity got the better of
me. I asked him about what I had seen him do
earlier

"Oh thats my trouble tree," he replied
"I know I can't help having troubles on the
job, but one things for sure, those troubles
don't belong in the house with my wife and
the children... so I just hang them up on the
tree every night when I come home and ask God
to take care of them. Then in the morning I
pick them up again."

"Funny thing is," he smiled, "when I come out
in the morning to pick 'em up, there aren't
nearly as many as I remember hanging up the
night before."

God Bless,

Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while
we are here we might as well dance.

We All Need A Tree!