Help us to remember, Lord, that in your kingdom not all the seeds are sown by you and not all the plants will be good ones; help us to remember that the weeds do come up and that, in some strange way, they may even play their role.
May we who are the wheat learn to co-exist peacefully with the weeds.
And may we who are the wheat not, in the ways we relate to the weeds—or to the rest of the wheat, for that matter—appear weedy ourselves.
“He put before them another parable: ‘The kingdom of heaven may be compared to someone who sowed good seed in his field, but while everybody was asleep, an enemy came and sowed weeds among the wheat, and then went away. So when the plants came up and bore grain, then the weeds appeared as well.” (Matthew 13:24-26)