Troy@Protekt
a.k.a. Troy@DetailCity
I was sent this and it hit home with me, so I thought I would share it with you guys.
Original author unknown (to me);
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 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 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."
I know I will be implementing this in my life. Makes for a peaceful home.
:cheers:
Troy
Original author unknown (to me);
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 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 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."
I know I will be implementing this in my life. Makes for a peaceful home.
:cheers:
Troy