The tree gave what the boy asked for in a way that sacrificed the tree. Each time the boy came, the tree asked if he would come and play. The boy had other things on his mind however. How often do we have other things on our mind rather than to just "be" with Jesus...to stop and "play" with Him as in the story?
We had a quiet time to listen to what Jesus was telling us. As usual, I was distracted and had difficulty getting into Jesus presence in order to hear Him. So at that time I didn't. This afternoon I had a quiet time and at least for a short while I heard Him. In response to the "come and play with me" referring to Jesus, I thought that I do not know how to play. I always have serious things to talk about, things to ask for...like the boy. I don't remember how to play. I thought about my childhood and I remembered playing with my dad. That's not all I remember about him...there's more than a few dark memories with him in them. So I cried and told God that I didn't want to play with Him...at least right now.