Trees Seeking A King (Parable)

R Randy McClave Randy McClave
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The trees once all gathered together They were all looking for them a king, A tree for them to anoint over all of them To rule over them and everything. First the trees all went to the olive tree Asking the olive tree, will you please be king over us, May we anoint you as our lord And then be our king and thus. But, the olive tree said that it just couldn't It's oils is used to honor gods and man, Should I just stop making my oil to be a king The olive tree then said, find another tree who can. Then the trees went over to the fig tree Saying unto it please come and be over us and rule, The fig tree said, should I stop making my sweet fruit to govern over you To become something more than just God's tool. Then the trees came up to the vine Asking the vine will it reign over all of them, But, the vine answered my wine makes men and kings happy Because of me, both men and kings will sing a happy hymn. Finally all the trees came up to the thorn-bush Come, please be our king to the thorn-bush they all said, If you want me to be your king first come find shelter in my shade But, if you don't want to, let the fire from the thorn-bush burn the cedar trees of Lebanon dead. Randy L. McClave

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