A dandelion is a weed. It is a pretty weed.
People don’t like to have weeds in their garden, no matter how pretty the weeds are. People trample on the weeds they encounter sprawling in their paths. People normally get to appreciate a dandelion when they realize that it can be blown after they make their wishes on it. They think, eventually they will get their wishes as soon as the remnant of the flower reaches the sky. Then, they forget about the pretty weed as if it never existed.
As the dandelion gets carried off by the wind, it says a prayer only God can hear.“Lord Almighty, please let me reach the heavens so as to fulfil the wish cast upon me. Make your angels let me glide along their wings for I am too weak to fly alone. Please tell a cloud to transport me in Your arms for by that time I get too high, I might be too tired to carry on. When I reach You, Father God, only then I am certain I could die in perpetual bliss.”
A beautiful article which i happen to come by while doing research on dandelion.. i somehow feel it's not as lowly as a weed.. but neither is it a flower nor a grass.. that's y i had a hard time finding it.. anyway it's a weed... but God has seen and understand it's "suffering" of being dislike by humans, God gave it beautiful yellow petals and even after death, it became a "wish making" plant.. it is rumoured that when u blow off the wilted dandelion's fluff after making a wish, when it reaches the sky, the angels will receive them and it will come true..
what a beautiful tale for huma to accept dandelion ehh? but sadly.. like the article says.. soon, humans will then forget the existence of dandelion.. anyway, i've found this another article as well on a christian webby.. i will paste some parts here while if u guys wan can go check it out yea? =) it's a beautiful piece of writing..
Dandelions are no respecter of persons. They adorn the yards of the rich and show their yellow glory around the hovels of the poor. They delight to grow in the cemetery or in the garden of the Prince. They flourish in the woods where no one can observe them, or they show their smiling faces right near your front steps though they certainly will be dug up at the first opportunity. How persistent they are. How quickly they develop. They are up in the morning before you are. They blossom and go to seed and seed your neighbor's lawn while you are trying to make up your mind whether to dig them out yourself or hire someone else to do it. They are the first to bloom in the Spring and the last to be discouraged in the Fall.
If the grass in your front yard is two inches high the dandelion will grow three inches. If you should neglect to cut the lawn and the grass grows five inches long the dandelion will grow six inches high and smile at the sun. If you should be on a vacation and the grass should grow ten inches long, then that persistent, "not to be whipped" dandelion will grow eleven inches tall and stick up its nose at the passing throng. It simply will not be downed. It rises above "its circumstances." It will not be outdone by its neighbors. It has an ambition to get somewhere and it gets.
The dandelion is not easily discouraged. It does not wilt with sorrow because it has to bloom behind the barn. It does not hide its face with shame because it cannot be on the front lawn of the courthouse. It does the bidding of its Maker happily and beautifully, whether it is in an obscure place or in a very prominent garden.
http://www.wholesomewords.org/etexts/wilson/strang01.html
