The Life of a Weed

Ok, so maybe the theology is a little off, but hey! Here's a short story I wrote a few years ago. Enjoy! See if you can guess what I didn't want to do at the time.

The Life of a Weed by Source of Joy

Have you ever thought about how the weed feels when you pull him from the ground?  You probably haven’t.  If you really knew how the weed feels about it, then you probably would not pull them.

A seed once fell into a piece of ground. Using plenty of sunshine and rain, it grew to a large height and began bearing its own seeds. Unfortunately this plant had several things against it. First of all, it was a dandelion; secondly, it was growing in someone’s nice, neat garden.

This particular weed had had a blessed life so far, (The Gardener was on vacation) it didn’t even know that there was evil in the earth, that is, not until the Gardener came back.

 At this point, the weed began to feel a trembling in his roots. The ground shook, the earth broke and crumbled, and then…he was grabbed hold of and choked tightly, his beautiful leaves were torn off, it was as if he had lost a limb. He felt his roots being strained, and then they came out, one by one. His heart was broken and his last thought came as he felt himself thrown through the air and then began to burn.

Do you not think that this is a sad thing for the poor weeds to go through? To have their limbs torn off, to be choked, to be torn from your home, tossed through the air like a sack of potatoes, and then burnt? Alas, this is but one example of a million sad tales. Will no one do anything for the poor endangered weeds?

Brought to you by Homes for weeds.com; Caution: The Gardener of our lives is Never on vacation!

The weeds of the world, (or, the tares among the wheat) are going to be pulled someday. What are you going to do to save them?