Happy Weed Appreciation Day!
“The grass withers and the flowers fall,
but the word of our God stands forever.”
For years I tried to convince my mother, “They’re not weeds!” Later, I changed my tactics to “Weeds are beautiful! Why should we pull them out?” Beautiful, determined, survivors . . . shouldn’t we be trying to imitate them?
Obviously, I couldn’t let Weed Appreciation Day pass me by. At some point today, stop and smell the flowers, even if they are weeds.