Weeds
Revelation 4:11 "...for Your pleasure they [all things] are and were created." One day I planted tiny seeds, And dreamed of fragrant flowers fair That soon would grow and bud and bloom, And grace the air with their perfume. The dirt was rich and watered right; The spot would get good bright sunlight. Well-cut stones enclosed the plot; B lankets of mulch finished the spot. With dusty hands I strode away. I’d put in good hard work that day, And my rewards the time would tell. My job was through, and finished well. But, lo, it was not so to be! For as the little flowers pushed Their bright green stems up through the ground, There came imposters scattered round. At first I didn’t notice them (So harmless did they all blend in). But as the days and weeks went by They grew much stronger, thick and high. Then one day I chanced to pass And saw the weeds' results at last. ‘Twas then I learned a...