Five Roses


Roses in my Neighborhood


Five fresh roses growing  wild tucked away in the bushes of the hedge; 

Hidden from the eyes of their passers-by,  far from the chaos of the main street. 

Only those who walk the hidden and narrow path have moments to refresh from looking at them–caught by a pleasant surprise.

Thought:

I was having a bad day, Nothing seemed to go as planned 

Nothing aligned itself on my way as I walked home deep in an unusual meditation with images of the impossibilities of what lie ahead.

I wept soundly:

I am among the lonely, the set-aside, hidden, only for few eyes to see; but, are they delighted that they have seen me?

Tears, tears, tears and more tears…

Taking deep breaths I allowed the Spirit to soothe my soul.

The roses in their perfection reminded me of God’s grace in my life.

P.s.Take time this season to smell the roses! jjf 2020