The Small Tree


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THE SMALL 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 toward the front door, he

paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of

the branches with both hands.When opening the door he

underwent an amazing transformation. His tanned face

was wreathed in smiles and he hugged his two small

children and gave his wife a kiss.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, that's my trouble tree," he

replied. "I know I can't help having troubles on the

job, but one thing's 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."

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