He plants us,
each little seedling,
in neat, orderly rows.
He tends to us
with quenching rains
and warming sun.
We grow sturdy roots
embedding ourselves firmly
in His Garden.
We blossom into beautiful flowers
with faithful fragrance
of His Grace.
Weeds grow among us,
undesirable-
But He teaches us
to see potential beauty
in even a simple dandelion
or thatch of crab grass.
For with the right nutrients,
the right touch
of tender care,
even the weeds can blossom
into breathtaking roses-
~In God's Garden.
i love this poem