Once upon a time

There were three great trees:

The Olive, Oak and Pine

All with magnificent of dreams.

The Olive tree it dreamed

That it would hold the greatest treasure,

With stunning jewels that sparkle indeed

And with a beauty beyond measure.

The Oak tree had lofty visions

Of becoming a mighty ship,

That would carry an important king

With the greatest of dreams on its list.

The Pine tree stood tall and proud

With a hope and a grand mission,

To remind us of God’s creation;

And to point to Him was its grand vision.

Their beautiful dreams did come alive

But not in a way that they expected,

And although they were used in mighty ways

They actually felt rejected.

The Olive tree became a manger

Surrounded by messy sheep,

But it laid the greatest king of all

Where baby Jesus He did sleep.

The Oak became a fishing boat

Not the mighty ship it hoped to be,

But the King of kings displayed His power

Upon the turbulent of seas.

The Pine tree had his dreams shattered

When we was made into a cross,

Until it realised that our Lord would hang

To compensate for man’s great loss.

All trees fulfilled their mission

But so different in every way,

Because God uses the most humble of things

Where His glory will remain.

So next time we feel insignificant

And of not making a difference at all,

Just remember that God will use us mightily

When we’re obedient to His call.

P.B. 2022

*Based on the Legend of the Three Trees by Catherine McCafferty (2001) and from the screenplay by George Taweel and Rob Loos based on the traditional folk tale.

“And she brought forth her firstborn Son, and wrapped Him in swaddling cloths, and laid Him in a manger…”. Luke 2:7

“Now it happened, on a certain day, that He got into a boat with His disciples, and He said to them, ‘Let us cross over to the other side of the lake.’ And they launched out.  But as they sailed He fell asleep.  And a windstorm came down on the lake, and they were filling with water, and were in jeopardy.  And they came to Him and awoke Him, saying, ‘Master, Master, we are perishing!’ Then He arose and rebuked the wind and the raging of the water.  And they ceased, and there was a calm.”  Luke 8:22-24

“Pilate, therefore, wishing to release Jesus, again called out to them.  But they shouted, saying, ‘Crucify Him, crucify Him!’”  Luke 23:20-21

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