Dandelions are weeds. We spray toxic chemicals to rid our lawns of them and angrily yank them from the ground, as if they were a blight on the perfectly uniform green carpets that cover our yards and parks. Like many other things, and people (sadly), which our society deems unacceptable, we eradicate dandelions, feeling the pressure to conform to some sanctioned idea of a beautiful yard.
But dandelions are beautiful! As I jogged along Chicago’s lakefront yesterday, feeling free, strong and blessed, I was struck with awe at how the cheerful yellow petals pair so well with the bright green grass and deep azure of the water.
Dandelions may be weeds, yet they are beautiful in their own way. Like you and I, in our natural forms, they are lovely, unique and complementary to the world around them.
Matthew 6:28-30 (NIV)
28 “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith?