A lesson from a pineapple

Once when we lived in the Solomon Islands, we discovered that the prickly plant outside our doorstep was in fact a pineapple plant. We realised this when the top started sprouting a tiny little bud.
My mum was so excited; we were living in the tropics and she had never grown a pineapple before, so she eagerly waited and watched it grow. We would get excited updates from her about how it was going. We could all see how it was going, but she would still tell us.
Once she said "I think it might be a week or two and I think it'll be ready!"
There had been so much anticipation.
Then soon after she had made that last announcement, I walked past the plant and I saw that midget pineapple looking so cute. So I came back outside with a butter knife and I cut that pineapple off. When I looked at this small pineapple and I held it in my hands, something I had done in my eagerness, I really felt as if I had killed something.
I placed the severed pineapple back on the stem, but with dread I realised I couldn't connect it back up to it's life source. My mum found that pineapple sitting on top of the plant, detatched and withering and asked me if I had done it but I denied it in my guilt.
I guess you just have to wait for some things. Some things take time to mature.
We impatiently wonder when things will be complete and in our eagerness sever that which is growing.
It's easier with a pineapple because you can look over and see what stage it is at. Sometimes spiritually we can't see how things are progressing. In our blindness we still have to trust and take comfort from any small sign of life.