But the LORD said to Samuel, “Do not consider his appearance or his height, for I have rejected him. The LORD does not look at the things people look at. People look at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart”. I Samuel 16:7
One beautiful spring day,a red rose blossomed in the forest. Different trees and plants grew there. As the rose looked around a pine tree nearby said, ” What beautiful flower. I wish I was that lovely”. Another tree said, “Dear pine do not be sad we cannot have everything”.
The rose turned hits head and remarked, “It seems that I am the most beautiful plant in this forest”. A sun flower raised its yellow head and asked, ” Why do you say that? In this forest there are many beautiful plants. You are just one of them”.
The read rose replied, ” I see everyone looking at me and admiring me”. Then the rose looked at a cactus and said, ” Look at the ugly plant full of thorns!” The pine tree said, ” Red rose, what kind of talk is this? Who can say what beauty is? You have thorns too”.
The proud red rose looked angrily at the pine and said, ” I thought you had a good taste! You do not know what beauty is at all. You cannot compare my thorns to that of the cactus”.
‘What a proud flower’ thought the trees.
Spring passed and the weather became very warm. Life became difficult in the forest as the plants and animals needed water and no rain fell. The red rose began to wilt. One day the rose saw the sparrows stick their heads into the cactus and then fly away, refreshed. This was puzzling and the red rose asked the pine tree what the birds were doing. The pine tree explained that the birds got water from the cactus. “Does is not hurt when they make holes?” asked the rose.
“Yes, but the cactus does not like to see any bird suffer,” replied the pine. The rose opened its eyes in the wonder and said, “The cactus has water?” “Yes you can also drink from it. The sparrows can bring the waters to you if you ask the cactus for help”.
The red rose felt too ashamed of its past words and behavior to ask for water from the cactus but hen it finally did ask the cactus for help. The cactus kindly agreed and the birds filled their beaks with water and watered the rose’s roots.
Thus the rose learned a lesson and never judged anyone by their appearance again.