Walking through the field of flowers, she noticed one that she didn’t remember planting. As dazzling as it was, that beautiful flower turned out to be a weed in disguise, lying in wait to encroach upon the soil and choke out the other flowers. Flowers don’t compete with each other; they shine and thrive in their own beauty.
“Pull the weeds and give me the seeds”, she said. “Turn over the ground in preparation to plant and grow something new.”