If I were a dandelion the world would see me as a weed.

Until someone came along and took a closer look.

Then they would see, I am vibrant in colour, prolific in nature, and nutritiously life giving.

The majority does not determine the truth .

You cannot just exterminate me, because to you, I am not growing where I am supposed to grow.

Powerful….

Like a dandelion, you must pull me out by the root.

Even then, life will find a way for me to live on.

There is a call on my life even if it’s through those doors to eternity.

John 15:19