Most weeds get branded so negatively. Have you ever stopped to really take in the sight of a patch of Queen Anne’s Lace? How this “weed” perfectly lives up to its name as a green delicate bundle until it blooms revealing it is made up of a million tiny, perfect little antique white flowers all nestled together like an expensive victorian lace. It’s actually one of my favorites. That and iron weed, the purple highway flowers and wild daisies that made up such a big part of my childhood memories of traveling to Oma and Opa’s house on the weekends and of camping at our family’s campground site. The unbridled side of nature is my favorite to photograph. The untouched and unyielding beauty. It’s a miracle that it still could exist at all anymore with as quick as we are to tear down and build everywhere.
Weeds may be a nuisance to many of the Joneses but I think we could all stand to learn a little from these wildflowers. At least give them some credit. They have adapted to require virtually no human intervention or help; living and thriving strictly from whatever nature provides – and surviving even when nature doesn’t provide what the rest of us and our “real flowers” need to grow. Strong, bountiful and beautiful returning every year to take whatever the world has in store for them. Every year growing stronger and spreading further in spite of the difficulties of the season before. No matter how much we try to cut them back to make room for our store-bought gardens and our roads and new housing developments they continue to pop up, transforming our highways and lining the edges of our fields with their natural beauty. Yet we call them “weeds”.
Wouldn’t it be nice if we could all be more like these weeds? Never letting the evil and hatred in the world destroy our beauty and faith; Thriving with just what God gives us and not caring what society thinks of us; Coming back stronger than before whenever we are challenged; Growing and spreading throughout the world regardless of how many times we are cut down; Not conforming to everything else but being the perfect and unique beauty we were created to be.
So to all the wildflowers of the world: Take comfort and be proud that you are “weed” – living not by society’s standards or influence or requiring others’ approval but instead by God and what he provides to you and what he has planned for you. The roads may be tougher but in the end so are you and you may not have the most fans but the ones you have will be the right ones.