THE ROSE

 

A rose in the middle of a desert

Where did she come from?

How did she get here?

What keeps her going?

People look & say “she is out of place”

Why is she here?

Others see one lonely rose

But You…

You see life in the middle of death

You see a candle in the dark

You see the rose you formed

You look on her with the utmost love

 

She asks you, “why did you place me here?”

I feel alone

There is nothing here

Struggling with who I am

I don’t understand

 

Then she hears His soft voice

As gently as dew touches the rose

He shows her a “different” view

Through the eyes of her maker

She sees herself

What He sees is LOVE

Love that was needed in this dead dry place

Kindness that only she could bring

Tender heart that only she possessed

She was created by Him for this place

A place where there was no life

He simply planted His LOVE

 

One single rose was enough

Others may think she is not

Even she struggles with the thought

But He knows

In Him, she is enough

 

His love within her

Strong

Able to grow

Even when death surrounds her

 

She understands a bit more now

Not completely, not yet

 

Her questions & confusion subsided

Her faith stronger

Peace in her heart

A smile

 

The world sees…

Small

Insignificance

Not important

Not that pretty

Will not last

 

That is just the first glance

But something catches their eye

 

She looks up at the sunrise

She greets her creator

He reaches down

Kisses her head with the dew of the morning

Causing her to beam

 

They see “her” now

The small insignificant thing before?

She is gone

Now they see a fully bloomed rose

Something of amazing beauty

 

The end of her story?

Not by a long shot

Just wait & see

There’s more, lots more!