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My life has not been a bed of roses. What an odd statement you know. It is supposed to mean that I haven't lived a life without snags and hurt. However, think of an actual bed of roses.
My aunt has grown roses for years. When I was in middle school and my family was falling apart, I went to live with my aunt for almost a year. I remember her telling me not to run through her rose garden. After all, she had what seemed like hundreds of others acres that unfolded in wide open fields. I could run there.
But I didn't want to.
I only wanted to run through the rose garden.
I wanted to spread my arms wide open and run between the rows brushing my fingertips across all the velvety blooms. I wanted some of the blooms to burst and shower petals all around. Then I could gather the petals and spread them along my path.
As if I could carve a new place in this world lined with beauty and void of adult words like divorce, rejection, and hate.... I wanted my world to be soft, pink, and lovely.
So, I took a running start with my arms outstretched only to be shocked with a searing pain within the first few steps.
Thorns. Big, mean, vicious thorns. Thorns that ripped my flesh and opened up the flood of tears I'd been so determined to hold back. Suddenly, I hated that bush. I wanted to chop it down and beat it into the ground.
But I couldn't do it. I couldn't bring myself to destroy something that produced such beauty.
I stood back from the source of my pain and wondered should I call it a bush of thorns or a bush of flowers. Really, it could go either way.
Suddenly I wasn't just staring at a bush. I was staring at my life. My life. Such a bed of roses.
Would I see the hurt or would I see the beauty?
And I guess you could say, I've been making that choice everyday since.
Today, I'm giving away a CD of my message "The Most Powerful Two Word Prayer."
All you have to leave is your name and e-mail address in the comment box below. Just click on the word comments and follow the prompts. If you click "anonymous" just type your name and e-mail address in the body of your comment. I'll announce the winner on Monday.
My life has not been a bed of roses. What an odd statement you know. It is supposed to mean that I haven't lived a life without snags and hurt. However, think of an actual bed of roses.
My aunt has grown roses for years. When I was in middle school and my family was falling apart, I went to live with my aunt for almost a year. I remember her telling me not to run through her rose garden. After all, she had what seemed like hundreds of others acres that unfolded in wide open fields. I could run there.
But I didn't want to.
I only wanted to run through the rose garden.
I wanted to spread my arms wide open and run between the rows brushing my fingertips across all the velvety blooms. I wanted some of the blooms to burst and shower petals all around. Then I could gather the petals and spread them along my path.
As if I could carve a new place in this world lined with beauty and void of adult words like divorce, rejection, and hate.... I wanted my world to be soft, pink, and lovely.
So, I took a running start with my arms outstretched only to be shocked with a searing pain within the first few steps.
Thorns. Big, mean, vicious thorns. Thorns that ripped my flesh and opened up the flood of tears I'd been so determined to hold back. Suddenly, I hated that bush. I wanted to chop it down and beat it into the ground.
But I couldn't do it. I couldn't bring myself to destroy something that produced such beauty.
I stood back from the source of my pain and wondered should I call it a bush of thorns or a bush of flowers. Really, it could go either way.
Suddenly I wasn't just staring at a bush. I was staring at my life. My life. Such a bed of roses.
Would I see the hurt or would I see the beauty?
And I guess you could say, I've been making that choice everyday since.
Today, I'm giving away a CD of my message "The Most Powerful Two Word Prayer."
All you have to leave is your name and e-mail address in the comment box below. Just click on the word comments and follow the prompts. If you click "anonymous" just type your name and e-mail address in the body of your comment. I'll announce the winner on Monday.
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