God Will Provide ~ The Weed Edition

“the seed should sprout and grow”

Mark 4:27

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weed  (noun)

1.  a wild plant growing where it is not wanted or in competition with cultivated plants

2.  any wild plant

3.  informal: marijuana*

4.  informal: a leggy, loosely built horse**

 

* Please be assured I’m not talking about this definition.

** Huh…  Who knew?

 

Most of the time, when I think about weeds, I’m thinking in terms of definition #2.  I’m not a gardener, so weeds are not very often in competition with something I’m trying to grow.  And because I’m not a very good gardener, weeds often grow better than things I have planted.  Some of the most successful plants around our home are wild ones.

While I don’t choose for those to be my most successful plants, I’ve come to accept it, and even celebrate it.  We’ve been living in this house for more than a decade, and many of the plants I have put in have long since died.  So I choose to enjoy the “wildflowers” that grow in our garden. 

Well this year, there’s a new flower to our party.  I discovered it in a large “empty” pot in the side yard when I was emptying the trash a few weeks ago, and I began checking on it on a regular basis.  I found myself charmed by it because while it is wild, it is beautiful.  It’s a vine, with lovely little white flowers on it. 

As the weather started heating up a little, I began watering it.  And then I moved the pot over to a spot that got less than full sun all day, as it seemed to grow a little wilty in the heat.   It had found a place in my heart, and I was feeling a little protective of it, hoping it would survive our heat. 

But then the other day, I was in the backyard, in the far corner, with my son.  He had been playing a little solo hockey on the concrete in our yard, and had sat down in the shade, on the low wall of the planter, to rest.  I saw him sitting there, and took the opportunity to be with him, joining him in the shade, chatting with him.  And that’s when I saw it.  Another one of those lovely weeds with the little flowers.  And then another.  And another.  Truth is, it’s all over the back and side of our house.  I just hadn’t noticed, because I rarely have need to go over there.

I have lamented the loss of many a-plant over my time in this house.  And I have always celebrated beauty, wherever I see it.  I guess I just wasn’t seeing all the beauty there was to see.

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~ “His branches shall spread;

His beauty shall be like an olive tree,

And his fragrance like Lebanon.” ~

Hosea 14:6

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