Do not despise the weeds, I heard the Spirit whisper to me as I lay in bed one night, back aching after having spent hours removing, one by one, the dandelions that polka-dotted my grass like bright yellow acne.
Appointed Times and Dandelions
Do not despise the weeds, I heard the Spirit whisper to me as I lay in bed one night, back aching after having spent hours removing, one by one, the dandelions that polka-dotted my grass like bright yellow acne.