Many, many days and nights passed. The three trees nearly forgot their dreams.
But one night golden starlight poured over the first tree as a young woman placed her newborn baby in the feed box.
“I wish I could make a cradle for him”, her husband whispered.
The mother squeezed his hand and smiled as the starlight shone on the smooth and sturdy wood. “This manger is beautiful”, she said.
And suddenly the first tree knew he was holding the greatest treasure in the world.
One evening a tired traveler and his friends crowded into the old fishing boat. The traveler fell asleep as the second tree quietly sailed out into the lake.
Soon a thundering and thrashing storm arose. The little tree shuddered. He knew he did not have the strength to carry so many passengers safely through the wind and rain.
The tired man awakened. He stood up, stretched out his hand and said: “Peace.”. The storm stopped as quickly as it had begun.
And suddenly the second tree knew he was carrying the King of heaven and earth.
One Friday morning, the third tree was startled when her beams were yanked from the forgotten woodpile. She flinched as she was carried through an angry, jeering crowd. She shuddered when soldier nailed a man’s hands to her. She felt ugly and harsh and cruel.
But on Sunday morning when the sun rose and the earth trembled with joy beneath her, the third tree knew that God’s love had changed everything.
It had made the first tree beautiful.
It had made the second tree strong.
And every time people thought of the third tree, they would think of God.
That was better than being the tallest tree in the world.
Multe, multe nopti si zile se scursera… Cei trei fosti copaci aproape si uitasera la ce visasera odata…
Dar, intr-o noapte, lumina aurie a unei stele se revarsa peste primul copac iar o femeie tanara isi aseza copilul nou-nascut in iesle.
“Mi-as fi dorit sa pot face un leagan pentru el”, murmura sotul ei.
Mama ii stranse mana incetisor si zambi, in timp ce lumina stelei stralucea deasupra lemnului trainic si bine slefuit. “Ieslea asta e minunata!”, spuse.
Si, deodata, primul copac intelese ca purta pe brate cea mai mare comoara a lumii.
Intr-o alta noapte, un calator obosit si prietenii sai se ingramadira cu totii in batrana barca de pescuit. Calatorul adormi, in timp ce al doilea copac aluneca pe apele lacului.
Nu peste multa vreme, o furtuna cu fulgere si tunete se abatu asupra lor. Barca incepu sa ezite: stia ca nu era suficient de puternica pentru a transporta atatia oameni, in siguranta, prin vant si ploaie, pana la mal.
Omul cel trudit se trezi. Se ridica, isi intinse mainile si spuse: “Pace!”. Furtuna se potoli la fel de repede precum se dezlantuise.
Si, indata, al doilea copac intelese ca il avea la bord pe Regele cerurilor si pamantului.
Intr-o dimineata de vineri, copacita fu luat prin suprindere cand grinzile, in care fusese transformata, fura smulse din gramada in care fusesera uitate. Lemnul se incovoie sub propria povara, in timp ce era purtat prin multimea de oameni furiosi si batjocoritori. Fu descumpanita cand un soldat lega de ea mainile unui om. Se simti groaznic: era urata, aspra, cruda…
Dar duminica dimineata, cand soarele rasari iar pamantul vibra de bucurie la picioarele ei, copacica stiu ca dragostea lui Dumnezeu schimbase totul:
Il facuse pe primul copac frumos.
Il facuse pe al doilea copac puternic.
Si, de fiecare data cand oamenii se gandeau la al treilea copac, se gandeau la Dumnezeu.
Si asta era chiar mai bine decat sa fi fost cel mai inalt copac din lume…
Evolutionistii cauta in continuare dovezi pentru a sprijini teoria potrivit careia viata pe Pamant a aparut in mod intamplator. Din pacate pentru ei, mereu au loc descoperiri care dovedesc exact opusul, asa cum s-a intamplat si in cazul “ADN-ului Junk”.
