"A good garden may have some weeds"
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The line is a small, calming heresy: it refuses the perfectionism that religious and social life so often demands. Fuller, a 17th-century English clergyman writing in an age of civil war, sectarian suspicion, and relentless moral accounting, offers an image that softens the edge of judgment. A garden is supposed to be tended, ordered, made to “show.” Weeds are the visible failure of control. By insisting that a good garden may still contain them, Fuller separates goodness from flawlessness and piety from performative purity.
The intent is pastoral in the literal sense: a minister coaching his people toward saner expectations of themselves and their neighbors. The subtext is sharper than it looks. “May have” isn’t resignation; it’s permission. It suggests that vigilance can coexist with mercy, that moral life is maintenance, not a finished product. In a community primed to read small deviations as proof of corruption, the metaphor argues for proportion: judge the garden by its cultivation overall, not by the inevitable intrusions at the margins.
Fuller also smuggles in a theory of governance and community. A society that treats every weed as a crisis ends up tearing up the soil. Tolerance here isn’t trendy; it’s practical theology. The sentence works because it’s disarmingly domestic, but its real target is the punitive impulse: the urge to mistake the presence of imperfection for the absence of virtue.
The intent is pastoral in the literal sense: a minister coaching his people toward saner expectations of themselves and their neighbors. The subtext is sharper than it looks. “May have” isn’t resignation; it’s permission. It suggests that vigilance can coexist with mercy, that moral life is maintenance, not a finished product. In a community primed to read small deviations as proof of corruption, the metaphor argues for proportion: judge the garden by its cultivation overall, not by the inevitable intrusions at the margins.
Fuller also smuggles in a theory of governance and community. A society that treats every weed as a crisis ends up tearing up the soil. Tolerance here isn’t trendy; it’s practical theology. The sentence works because it’s disarmingly domestic, but its real target is the punitive impulse: the urge to mistake the presence of imperfection for the absence of virtue.
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