The Small Tree

Sheba

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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.
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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."

MAYBE WE SHOULD ALL PLANT A TREE!

Sheba..:)
 

Maggie

Member
Blonde again and look what happens!

I was on my way home from getting groceries this morning and I happened to be behind a small Home Depot truck. On the upper left panel on the first row I read the word "Rent" On the second row I read the word "Meat" So, now I'm thinking, hmm...rent meat at Home Depot? They don't have meat and why would anyone rent meat? We seemed to be heading in the same direction and after about 4 blocks, we were stopped at a red light. I'm sitting there, still staring at the back of this truck, then I see this teeny, weeny space between the Me and the At. And then it dawns on me, it says, Rent Me At and says something else on another panel. :dizzy: I'll blame this on lack of sleep or better yet, the teeny, weeny space.
 

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