Spring begins with the sighting of the first Dandelion.  I saw my first yellow blooming dandelion of this season on April 1st.  Now everyday I see a few more.  Soon, they will be in the fields and it will be hard to look and not see one.

When I was a kid I used to love to pick a Dandelion that had gone to seed.  I'd make a wish and blow.  If I could get all the seeds to leave in one breath, then my wish would come true.  I can't remember what I wished for then.  Now I have prayer which is better than wishes.  No conditions on how much air I use to dispatch the request either.  Wishes are prayers for people who pray to air. Once when I was wishing with a Dandelion, an adult informed me in a condeming disgusted tone that I was 'just spreading weeds'.  It stopped me long enough to leave that adult's sight but it did not stop me from blowing wishes on the wind.

Who decided that Dandelions are weeds?  Perhaps one man's weed is another man's free and abundant bouquet.  In Colorado the white daisies grow wild and are called noxious weeds.  In Washington state they are lovely and growing freely beside the roads. Sunflowers too are weeds in some places but you can buy them in a flower arrangement.

So let me draw an analogy... another situation based of perspective:  Are these 'weeds unwelcome because of their perceived value? 

I can remember being up in the Colorado mountains and seeing literally miles of wild flowers...  Were they weeds?   In those same mountains the Dandelions grew right along with those wildflowers.  Hardly anyone saw these flowers high in the hills.  I wondered about the flowers growing beyond the road, beyond the path, beyond what we can see and enjoy.  I figured that God didn't plant flowers for our pleasure alone, but for His. 

Well, I guess I could go on and on about weeds, flowers, wishes and prayers.  I'll simply say that my prayers are spreading weeds to some and abundant free bouquets to others.  The prayers I pray are for the salvation of others.  I want them to repent, believe and live!  Some see it as no value at all.  I may never see the answers but it would bring me great pleasures, though small compared to the joy in heaven when one sinner repents.

"We Plant the Seeds, God Makes them Grow."