Although it’s
hard not to miss the summer blooms of color, you simply can’t go wrong with fall
mums. I’ve always dreamed of having a huge flower garden with constant blooms
and colors throughout the summer months but realistically there is no way I
could keep up with the weeding and care it takes for something like I envision.
So, I have a little color here and there and I’m happy with that.
As much as I love the summer colors,
there is something about the blooming of my mums I look forward to. They give me greenery and
texture all summer long and then right about now they decide they’ve been quiet
long enough and they take on a ‘diva of the garden’ attitude.
Today as I was
watering them, I not only noticed the autumn colors of rust, lavender and
yellow appearing, but I also noticed far too many of those pesky weeds as well.
Someone I know has a terrible time telling a weed from a flower when new growth
begins in the Spring and I’ve never understood how she can’t differentiate the
two. Or how someone can’t tell a cucumber plant from a watermelon plant as it
pops through the soil simply by looking at the leaves. To some folks everything
looks like a weed regardless of the shape or size, never knowing that if
nurtured and watered those once thought of ‘weeds’ will turn into the most
beautiful rust colored mums.
People are a lot
like that. To some, we look like weeds, not worthy of the time or effort it
takes to tend and build up. Not deserving of digging below the roots and spreading
a little compost of encouragement to strengthen the root system. If we never
associate with ‘weeds’ we’ll never get to know them or experience their smile
or share Christ with them. How do people (weeds) feel love and compassion if we
don’t take the time to make them feel accepted? When you have the choice of doing either,
believe something good about someone rather than something bad.
And keep in mind
that some of the most beautiful blooms come from weeds.
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