At first, when I drove through ND and saw those ditches filled with weeds, and the patches of the curse dotting grain fields, I saw beauty. I had to be reminded that they are noxious weeds and the farmers can’t be fooled by outward enticement of the colorful blooms, they must kill them.
Then, I saw spiritual beauty. Those prairie weeds represented all things I once considered beautiful and enticing, but the Lord saw them correctly as sin.
The curse of sin given to Adam’s race has been conquered by the resurrection of the Lord Jesus Christ.
I am proof.
When I got saved at 18, the Lord graciously forgave me my sins and cleared the field of my heart from thorns and thistles. Sins that once looked so beautiful to me, were revealed to be the useless weeds.
And with the seed, the Word of God, planted daily in my heart, He has helped me to bear fruit. The Holy Spirit helps the harvest to be more bountiful, by showing me when weeds of sin have once again taken root in my heart.
Yea, even weeds preach a message of promised redemption to a fallen world.
Maybe I should have picked a bouquet after all. That would have been that many less weeds blowing their seed into Tom and Janet’s fields.