Worthy

What is it?

A mutant.  A freak of nature.  A curiosity.  A unique creation.  Three lemons growing from one. 

It was on the ground and caught my eye as I was walking by.  Surrounded by other fallen lemons, normal in shape and size, it looked seriously out of place. How it came to be, I do not know.   I was simultaneously repulsed and fascinated.  I had to take it home.

How many things in my life have been like that?  Initially repulsed by the grotesque exterior yet drawn to the mystery within.  And how many times have I celebrated my willingness to get past the obvious and dive deeper into the treasure that awaits, finding the exterior not so uninviting after all?  I hope that on those days when my grotesque behavior hides my beauty within, that I, too, am still found worthy of love.