One of my "wishes" was to build and design my own house. When I look out over the pasture behind my house (you know the grass is always greener, etc.) there is a beautiful crest of land. On the top of the crest is a majestic old oak tree. I used to stand at my kitchen window looking out over that scene and "wish" I could have a house right by that old tree. Not satisfied with what I had, I wasted many precious minutes thinking about that house. Well, yesterday, when I arrived home after a torrential downpour and very high winds I drove into my driveway to see that beautiful tree split right down the middle and completely destroyed. Certainly glad my wish wasn't granted this time. At what age do we finally learn that God knows what is best for us, even when we don't? Don't build your house on a sandy foundation and don't judge something by its outward appearance. Look at the heart of that tree! Rotten to the core. On the outside it was beautiful, but the inside wasn't. Matt. 7:24-25!!