A few years ago, I was serving in the Primary presidency in our ward, and was looking for a way to help the children learn to be happy with who their Heavenly Father created them to be (this principle, by-the-way, is one of the hardest things for me to internalize so I believe that this was an answer to a prayer that I had been praying more than it was what I was supposed to be teaching to them).
This parable came to mind as I was driving to an appointment one day during the height of blue bonnet season. I call it:
The Parable of the Blue Bonnets
The blue bonnet is the absolute favorite wildflower to the true, blue Texans. They (the blue bonnets) are the pride and joy of Texas. People gush, they stop and take pictures, they bring props and pose their children in the beautiful fields of flowers. They are a big deal here.
So, imagine my surprise when I just didn't see why they were such a big deal. (I'm pretty sure I just heard a collective gasp uttered by the proud Texans). I mean they are pretty but they don't really stand out much. They kind of blend in with the green grass. When you come across a field of wild flowers, I prefer the yellow one. Why don't the Texans gush over them?
Then I saw a field with only the yellow flowers and the yellow ones didn't stand out like they did when they were with the blue bonnets.
Then I drove past a field that was covered in tons of different colored wild flowers and was in awe of how pretty they were. There were yellow, pink, red, orange, purple, white flowers of different heights and types of flowers. What a beautiful sight!!
That's when Heavenly Father spoke to me and said:
"Shanon...My children are like this field of flowers. I created them to be different from one another. Sure, some of my children are bluebonnets and are recognized by the world as "standouts" but I made you all unique and gave you all unique gifts so you could complement each other. That's why the world is so beautiful! Celebrate being a yellow flower, or an orange flower, or a pink flower! For that is what I intended you to be!"
So now, when I start to wish that I were different than what I am, I remember the day that God whispered to me that He loves me just the way I am.