....for if a man think himself to be something, when he is nothing, he deceiveth himself.
A little seed lay in the ground, And soon began to sprout. "Now, which of all the flowers around," It mused, "shall I come out?"
Then the little seed said to itself, "I don't want to be a lily, for lilies are so cold and lofty. I don't want to be a rose, for the rose is rather loud in colour, it dies quickly, its edges wilt and it isn't very practical. I don't want to be a violet, for the violet is too small, too dark and grows too close to the ground."
The little seed was like some people we all know. It was critical. It was critical of everything around it. It found fault with all its neighbours. It didn't like the colours of some, the perfume of others, the size and shape of others. It had nothing constructive to offer, even in its own behalf.
The whole theme of its life was criticism. And so it criticized each flower, this supercilious seed, Until it woke one summer hour And found itself a weed!
Humbled the little seed was!
It is easy to fall into criticism. Thank God for this simple illustration. We just need to be thankful and learn to thank and praise God for all things.
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