A Familiar Path

My oldest daughter planted her own garden this year. Under the tree house the ground was bare, and here is where she put her carefully chosen plants.

To most people, this would not look like a garden. We did not go our and buy perfect plants. Instead, she planted small oak trees that grew up out of fallen acorns, wild berry bushes, morning glory and any other plants no one else wanted.

They prospered. This rag tag bunch of plants often ignored were brought in to a special place of their own. Plants that are generally mowed down each summer or pulled out of flower beds and tossed aside. She buried their roots and watered them. She was so excited each time a plant took hold and grew.

Last week she ran in to tell me her garden had a spider, just like every real garden should.

There’s some bigger picture here. A moral of a children’s story just waiting to be drawn out about how when choosing the best and most wanted things we overlook other things considered unworthy. And then someone comes along who sees something we don’t see. They nurture the unwanted, and watch as it turns into something lovely.

Maybe it’s a story that’s been told before. Maybe you’ve heard it or seen it happen yourself. In fact, maybe the spider can tell it better.

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