Beauty in the Small Stuff

Look at these roses. They are beautiful this year. But look closer…see the weeds. For the roses to really shine through the weeds must be pulled. With that being said, think of life. There is so much to be thankful for. So much beauty. But there are weeds in our lives. They must be pulled. They serve no purpose. They cloud the beauty.

I was around 8 when I remember seeing roses. My Papa John would be out in his front yard. He’d be sitting and pulling what I thought was his grass. So one day I sat behind him and started pulling the grass. He looked at me and said,”Why are you pulling my grass?” I said, “I want to be like you and you’re pulling your grass.” He chuckled and explained that for his lawn to be soft and beautiful he had to pull the weeds. He showed me how some weeds easily were pulled but some had deep roots so you had to work a little harder to get them out. As I came home tonight and saw these beautiful roses it made me think of that moment with Papa John. And then I started to think about how it all applies to life. There are SO many things to be thankful for and are truly God’s beauty. But the weeds, those stubborn weeds. I must rid myself of them. How can I do this? Well after thinking it through I came to a conclusion. God put weeds there for a reason. So I can’t get rid of the weeds. But what I can do is focus on the roses. And my friends the roses are my family, my friends, my animals, my work, my clients, the ocean, the sunrise, the sunsets, the wind, the rain, waking up each morning for another day and the best rose is God. The promise God has given me. He will never leave me. So when you have a bad day, or when you’re faced with a crisis, faced with sadness and heart break, look for the Rose. It blooms each year and even when it’s eaten by bugs it comes back the next year bigger and stronger. May each of you find your rose. And let the weeds be. They die in the cold. They are only seen if you look for them or at them. And to my Papa John in heaven, I hope your grass is soft and green and I know it’s weed free πŸ˜‚

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