The Trouble Tree
~ Author Unknown ~
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. As 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. Upon opening the door he had undergone 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 at the little tree.
"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 them up, there aren't nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before."
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. Upon opening the door he had undergone 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 at the little tree.
"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 them up, there aren't nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before."
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This is a great story that should
remind each one of us that taking our problems and troubles at work, home with
us and taking out our frustrations on our loved ones, just simply isn’t fair to
them. They deserve your full love and attention…your negative experiences at
work (or anywhere else) should have no place in your home.
What is your “Trouble Tree”? Do you
have one? Or should you make your own? Where will you leave your worries? Decide
today, that you are going to give your family and friends your complete love
and attention, and leave your troubles on your own “trouble tree.”
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