Where I live the dirt is so fertile that weeds and wild things grow rampant.
There is this ugly, tall thing growing furiously out front. I keep meaning to go out there and pull it up.
Well a funny thing happened, almost overnight, this tall ugly thing had the most beautiful pink flowers blossoming on it.
Wow…I was amazed. Here I thought thing was merely an ugly weed, when in reality it was a flower waiting to bloom.
Our relationships are like that plant. There are some that we judge to be merely weeds, but if we give them time, we will see that they are really flowers.
And some that we think are precious flowers are merely no more than stink weed.
Given time and discernment you will able to know which is a flower and which is a weed.
