{"id":164,"date":"2010-05-08T11:49:00","date_gmt":"2010-05-08T11:49:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/?p=164"},"modified":"2015-07-20T00:53:11","modified_gmt":"2015-07-20T00:53:11","slug":"not-the-way-you-planned","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lidaprypchan.org\/?p=164","title":{"rendered":"Not The Way You Planned"},"content":{"rendered":"
Story Submitted By: Lida Prypchan author: unknown<\/span><\/div>\n
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Once there were three trees on a hill in the woods.<\/span><\/div>\n
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They were discussing their hopes and dreams when<\/span><\/div>\n
the first tree said, ‘Someday I hope to be a great<\/span><\/div>\n
treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver<\/span><\/div>\n
and precious gems. I could be decorated with an<\/span><\/div>\n
intricate carving and everyone would see the beauty.’<\/span><\/div>\n
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Then the second tree said, ‘Someday I will be a<\/span><\/div>\n
mighty ship. I will take Kings and Queens across the<\/span><\/div>\n
waters and sail to the corners of the world. People<\/span><\/div>\n
will feel safe in me because of the strength of my<\/span><\/div>\n
Hull.’<\/span><\/div>\n
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Finally the third tree said, ‘I want to grow to be<\/span><\/div>\n
the tallest and straightest Tree in the forest. People<\/span><\/div>\n
will see me on top of the hill, look up to my branches,<\/span><\/div>\n
and think of the heavens and God and how close to<\/span><\/div>\n
them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all<\/span><\/div>\n
time and people will always remember me.’<\/span><\/div>\n
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After a few years of praying that their dreams would<\/span><\/div>\n
come true, a group of woodsmen came upon the trees.<\/span><\/div>\n
When one came to the first tree he said, ‘This looks<\/span><\/div>\n
like a strong tree, I think I should be able to sell the<\/span><\/div>\n
wood to a carpenter, and he began cutting it down. The<\/span><\/div>\n
tree was happy, because he knew the carpenter would<\/span><\/div>\n
make him into a treasure chest.<\/span><\/div>\n
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At the second tree the woodsman said, ‘This looks like<\/span><\/div>\n
a strong tree. I will be able to sell it to the shipyard.’<\/span><\/div>\n
The second tree was happy because he knew he was on<\/span><\/div>\n
his way to becoming a mighty ship.<\/span><\/div>\n
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When the woodsmen came upon the third tree, the tree<\/span><\/div>\n
was frightened because he knew that if they cut him<\/span><\/div>\n
down his dreams would not come true. One of the men<\/span><\/div>\n
said,’I don’t need anything special from my tree, I’ll<\/span><\/div>\n
take this one,’ and he cut it down.<\/span><\/div>\n
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When the first tree arrived at the carpenters, he was<\/span><\/div>\n
made into a feed box for animals. He was then placed in<\/span><\/div>\n
a barn and filled with hay. This was not at all what he<\/span><\/div>\n
had prayed for.<\/span><\/div>\n
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The second tree was cut and made into a small fishing<\/span><\/div>\n
boat. His dreams of being a mighty ship and carrying<\/span><\/div>\n
Kings had come to an end.<\/span><\/div>\n
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The third tree was cut into large pieces, and left alone<\/span><\/div>\n
in the dark.<\/span><\/div>\n
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The years went by, and the trees forgot about their dreams.<\/span><\/div>\n
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Then one day, a man and woman came to the barn. She gave<\/span><\/div>\n
birth and they placed the baby in the hay in the feed box<\/span><\/div>\n
that was made from the first tree. The man wished that he<\/span><\/div>\n
could have made a crib for the baby, but this manger would<\/span><\/div>\n
have to do. The tree could feel the importance of this event<\/span><\/div>\n
and knew that it had held the greatest treasure of all time.<\/span><\/div>\n
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Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from<\/span><\/div>\n
the second tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep.<\/span><\/div>\n
While they were out on the water, a great storm arose and<\/span><\/div>\n
the tree didn’t think it was strong enough to keep the men<\/span><\/div>\n
safe. The men woke the sleeping man, and he stood and said<\/span><\/div>\n
‘Peace’ and the storm stopped. A t this time,the tree knew<\/span><\/div>\n
that it had carried the King of Kings in its boat.<\/span><\/div>\n
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Finally, someone came and got the third tree.<\/span><\/div>\n
It was carried through the streets as the<\/span><\/div>\n
people mocked the man who was carrying it.<\/span><\/div>\n
When they came to a stop, the man was nailed<\/span><\/div>\n
to the tree and raised in the air to die at the top<\/span><\/div>\n
of a hill. When Sunday came, the tree came to<\/span><\/div>\n
realize that it was strong enough to stand at the top<\/span><\/div>\n
of the hill and be as close to God as was possible,<\/span><\/div>\n
because Jesus had been crucified on it.<\/span><\/div>\n
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The moral of this story is that when things don’t seem<\/span><\/div>\n
to be going your way, always know that God has a plan for<\/span><\/div>\n
you. If you place your trust in Him, God will give you great gifts.<\/span><\/div>\n
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Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had imagined.<\/span><\/div>\n
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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.<\/span><\/div>\n
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Please keep this moving……. Pass it on, so God may inspire more people on the way.<\/span><\/div>\n
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May your day be blessed. And until we meet again, may God cradle you in the palm of His hand.<\/span><\/div>\n
“Live life one day at a time. Count your blessings & do what you want others to do unto you because you get to pass this journey only once. Accept me for who I am because I am my own persona”.<\/span><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Story Submitted By: Lida Prypchan author: unknown \u00a0 Once there were three trees on a hill in the woods. \u00a0 They were discussing their hopes and dreams when the first tree said, ‘Someday I hope to be a great treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver and precious gems. I could be decorated … <\/p>\n

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