Hibiscus was doing her thing, which was to beautify the earth and bring joy to mankind’s hearts.
The weeds, which kind of bothered Hibiscus because they were so long and gangly and were always threatening to invade her space and reach their long arms around her, made fun of her at one point.
“Hey, Pink Lady,” they called out to her. “How come you never join us? You just stay in one place and never bother to expand your boundaries. You should try to be like us, because we have a lot of fun. AND, we don’t need a lot of space! We just consume everyone else’s space!”
Hibiscus, with her typical grace and good posture, thought for a moment and replied.
“I need to have my space around me so the sunshine can reach me and help me grow.”
“Well, you sure are closed off to us. Don’t you want to have fun?” asked Creeping Charlie.
“And how come you close up your blossom every night? Are you afraid of the Big Bad Wolf? Get a life!” Stinging Nettle taunted.
Hibiscus didn’t bother answering their comments that were full of judgment. So what that they didn’t understand her, she was following the intuition that her Creator gave her.
The weeds knew she would never be on their perfect radar, because she couldn’t understand them. Truth be known, it was that they didn’t try to understand her.
Moral of the story: even if you think you know what is best for someone else, unless they are your young child, let them decide. They don’t owe you any explanations. Let them have as much space as they need or as little. Their life isn’t about you.
— Debbie Loesel Stanton