Trees grow more than money!
Remember that old saying from childhood, "You know, money doesn't grow on trees?" Well I found that it does, when I look at what a small Christmas tree represents.
My family and friends went on an adventure looking for a Christmas tree a couple weeks ago. We were so energized for this day and my youngest daughter exclaimed, "my tummy is so excited." For my family, this tradition is the kick-off event of the Christmas season. It was a cold Sunday afternoon, around 20 degrees, with a cloud covered sky and wind blowing. We filled our stomachs with chili and off we went, bundled up and ready for our quest for the perfect tree.
We found a prime spot out in the beautiful Black Hills of South Dakota, located our picture perfect tree and cut it down. All of our friends found their ideal tree too. We rejoiced together in our findings with hot chocolate and fellowship.
Guess what, it cost each family only $8 for such a remarkable time together. When I think of what that little tree gives to us, it's priceless. The whole tradition is about our unconditional love for one another, togetherness and commitment as a family and shared values, dreams and goals. As we decorated our tree with each hand made ornament, memories emerged and each recollection was cherished only because of the person who gave each special ornament.
As I stand back today and look at our tree full of special memories, perfectly placed twinkling lights and the first wrapped presents, I am reminded that money can't buy those memories. Our tree lavishes us with so much more. Money can buy us things which we need or want, but money can't buy us happiness, contentment or savored memories. Our tree grows more than money; it grows lasing and meaningful memories. I pray you find a tree that grows more than money.
My family and friends went on an adventure looking for a Christmas tree a couple weeks ago. We were so energized for this day and my youngest daughter exclaimed, "my tummy is so excited." For my family, this tradition is the kick-off event of the Christmas season. It was a cold Sunday afternoon, around 20 degrees, with a cloud covered sky and wind blowing. We filled our stomachs with chili and off we went, bundled up and ready for our quest for the perfect tree.
We found a prime spot out in the beautiful Black Hills of South Dakota, located our picture perfect tree and cut it down. All of our friends found their ideal tree too. We rejoiced together in our findings with hot chocolate and fellowship.
Guess what, it cost each family only $8 for such a remarkable time together. When I think of what that little tree gives to us, it's priceless. The whole tradition is about our unconditional love for one another, togetherness and commitment as a family and shared values, dreams and goals. As we decorated our tree with each hand made ornament, memories emerged and each recollection was cherished only because of the person who gave each special ornament.
As I stand back today and look at our tree full of special memories, perfectly placed twinkling lights and the first wrapped presents, I am reminded that money can't buy those memories. Our tree lavishes us with so much more. Money can buy us things which we need or want, but money can't buy us happiness, contentment or savored memories. Our tree grows more than money; it grows lasing and meaningful memories. I pray you find a tree that grows more than money.
posted by It's not (just) about the money @ 9:35 AM
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