Do you remember a Christmas that was extra special, one that had extra meaning? I remember one such Christmas, the year of 1969. My dad worked for himself and we were on a limited income. We were kind of poor, although I never knew it. We always had our needs met, but this one Christmas there were to be no presents due to limited funds. However, we decided that it could still be a special Christmas. Our family and my Aunt’s family always got together. This year each person was to choose something special to do. Below is a little poem that I shared. I especially remember my cousin sharing the story of God’s Trees. Have you ever heard it? Oh, how it touched my heart. It is about three trees who wanted their dreams fulfilled. The first tree desired to be a treasure box and ends up as a mere feeding trough. (the manger where Jesus was laid) The second desired to be a strong sailing ship, and ultimately becomes a small fishing boat, carrying stinking fish. (the boat Jesus