For years, each Christmas Eve, I passed lots where holiday trees were not sold. I researched what would happen to the trees left. The answer bought me great sadness. I found a pine cone on the ground years later. It was at that point this story was born. While writing this book I was disappointed for not having a suitable ending. Finally, that ending was provided by my best friend, Charlie. When I completed this book I realized this was my story of walking the Christian path. I hope this provides joy, hope and gladness to all who reads it.