Thursday, January 17, 2019

From the Heart: Our Blue Rose

Read Matt. 18:1-4

We were privileged this week to hear several lessons from Scott Smelser, a gifted speaker from Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, talking about how best to raise our children. One of the points he made several times is that all children are different and must be trained in their own special way. It made me think of a story I read a couple of years ago. It went something like this.

A man and his wife were having company come in for the weekend. The wife, who we will call Mary, was busy cleaning and preparing the house so her husband, Steve volunteered to go to the grocery store to pick up some things they would need.

Steve hurried around the store and gathered up the goodies and headed for the checkout counter. As he approached the narrow aisle there was a young boy, maybe 14 or 15 years old blocking the aisle. Now Steve wasn’t in a big hurry so he waited patiently for the boy to realize he was there. This was when he raised his hands excitedly and shouted, “Mommy, I’m over here.”

It was obvious now that the boy had some special needs and was somewhat startled as he turned and saw Steve standing so close to him waiting to squeeze by. His eyes widened and you could see the surprise look on his face. Steve looked at him and said, “Hey Buddy, what’s your name.”

My name is Denny and I’m shopping with my Mommy, he responded proudly. “Wow,” Steve said, that’s a cool name; I wish my name was Denny, but my name is Steve. “Steve, like Stevarino?  he ask. Yes, and how old are you Denny? He turned to his mother and said, how old am I now Mommy? By now Denny’s mother was making her way over from the next aisle, and she said, You are 15 years old Denny; now be a good boy and let the man pass by.

Steve acknowledged her and continued to talk to Denny for several more minutes about summer, bicycles and school. And he watched Denny’s brown eyes dance with excitement, because he was the center of attention. Then without saying anything else, he turned and headed for the toy section.

Denny’s mom had a puzzled look on her face and thanked Steve for taking the time to talk to her son. She said most people wouldn’t even look at him, much less talk to him. Then Steve said, it was a pleasure. The he said something, having no idea where it came from, other than the prompting of the Holy Spirit.

He told her that there are plenty of red, yellow and pink roses in God’s Garden; however, “Blue Roses” are very rare and have a special beauty and distinctiveness. You see, Denny is a Blue Rose and if someone doesn’t stop and smell that rose with their heart and touch that rose with their kindness, then they’ve missed a blessing from God.

She was silent for a second, then with a tear in her eye she ask, “Who are you?” Without thinking he said, “Oh, I’m probably just a dandelion, but I sure love living in God’s garden.” She reached out and squeezed his hand and said, “God bless you!”

May I suggest, the next time you see a BLUE ROSE, whatever their difficulties are, don’t turn and walk away. Take the time to smile and say hello. It can make a big difference in that person and his family.

And now, from an old dandelion like me, let me just say, Live simply, Love generously, care deeply and speak kindly. Then leave the rest to the Power of God. AMEN!


Thank you Father, for our children. They are all very special to us and we are thrilled to know that they are even more special to YOU. In Jesus Holy Name, AMEN!

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