It was then I realized that sometimes we have the tendency to treat people the same way. We see one wilted flower and call the entire group wilted. We consider them no good and only to be relegated to the trash heaps of life. We don't see the beauty and strength of those still holding on to life and hope. The media only covers the story of the wilted one. Sometimes it's not even about a group of people. A single person may have made a difference in our lives. They may have brought us some, joy, contentment, or peace. They may have even been pleasant to see, smell, touch,or hold. But something or someone caused a part of them to wilt. They may have wilted from an illness, a disability, the loss of a job or home, or maybe the way we all will wilt, time itself. The sad part is that too many of us only see the wilted part, the missing part, the damaged part; but we don;t see that the bouquet of their lives can still bring us joy, peace, and happiness.
I guess I'm just saying that we can't discard anyone because a part of them no longer suits our needs. There is value and beauty in every human being. We just got to look beyond the fading and the wilting. I'm pretty sure that my flowers will probably be all gone by the end of the week. But I'll keep them around for as long as possible. And every time I look at them I'll remember that the Master Gardener did not discard me, The Master Gardener waters me, nurtures me and sees beauty in me; even in the faded, wilted, parts.