Who had the audacity to decide which plants were weeds and which were flowers?
Like many people, when I came across this tweet, I got thinking. It’s pretty unfair when you think about it: that roses which are full of thorns, are considered to be flowers; yet clovers in all their purple elegance and royal radiance are classified as weeds.
Transitions are beautiful. I once watched a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon. I must have been twelve, but the scene still plays out in my mind. I have gone through a number of transitions in the last few months. Looking back, it feels like I have grown up faster in the last nine months than I have in my entire lifetime. Transitions make me think about growth. And growth comes with so much responsibility: like the expectation laid on seedlings after a rainy season.
Growth is a topic that intrigues me. I have written about growth here before: loving the pain we experience during growth and the metaphor of seeds with regards to growth. I just finished reading Francine Rivers’, And the Shofar Blew. I loved one particular line she uses severally in the book, “Just because something grows doesn’t mean it’s good, cancer grows.” It got me thinking about growth and what I define as growth. Is it my attainment of goals I have set in life? Is it my rise on various ladders of life? Or is it progressive mental awakening and transformation? Above all does God approve of my said upward ascent? Does it glorify Him?
Over the years, I have come to appreciate the fact that growth is progressive; it is gradual. It may not be sequential but it happens one step at a time. Change may happen overnight but growth does not. We are not born and then voila we start walking. Even birds are taught how to fly. The key differentiator between normal flowers and weeds is that normal flowers have defined growth steps. Weeds blossom just after it rains, they die well as fast. They may look pretty for a while but their beauty doesn’t stay long enough to be admired. This applies to body functions and growth of body cells. If cells divide abnormally fast then they no longer form organs, they form a cancer.
Most times, the process of growth is not visible. Often it seems like we are stagnant until a visible measure indicates that growth has happened. Some acorns take two years to germinate into oaks: but oaks grow to be old and strong. I have come to appreciate what God is always working in the background. The pain of growth, the lessons to wait (for a job, a spouse, a child and many things we look forward to) are always worth it. Good growth may be slow but it is always appreciated in hindsight.