| Spiritual Non-Fiction posted December 12, 2018 |
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A red rose where it shouldn't have been.
A Red Rose
by Brigitte Elko
My daughter passed away tragically and suddenly right after Mother's Day. She was loved and is missed though with us in spirit.
Eight years ago, she presented me with a rose bush that blooms beautifully every year, bright pink roses. It has survived storms, snows, and strong winds. Every year, there are hundreds of bright light pink roses to gaze upon.
Yesterday, her little five year old said, "Grandma, come look."
Look I did. What I saw brought tears and disbelief.
On the highest branch of blooms, there blossomed a bright RED rose. This had never happened before.
I believe it was a gift from my precious daughter from beyond.
I plucked the rose and pressed it in my Bible to keep forever with the belief that one day we will be reunited.
My faith believes she is an angel watching over us and the red rose was a reminder to keep the faith in God's promise.
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My daughter passed away tragically and suddenly right after Mother's Day. She was loved and is missed though with us in spirit.
Eight years ago, she presented me with a rose bush that blooms beautifully every year, bright pink roses. It has survived storms, snows, and strong winds. Every year, there are hundreds of bright light pink roses to gaze upon.
Yesterday, her little five year old said, "Grandma, come look."
Look I did. What I saw brought tears and disbelief.
On the highest branch of blooms, there blossomed a bright RED rose. This had never happened before.
I believe it was a gift from my precious daughter from beyond.
I plucked the rose and pressed it in my Bible to keep forever with the belief that one day we will be reunited.
My faith believes she is an angel watching over us and the red rose was a reminder to keep the faith in God's promise.
Eight years ago, she presented me with a rose bush that blooms beautifully every year, bright pink roses. It has survived storms, snows, and strong winds. Every year, there are hundreds of bright light pink roses to gaze upon.
Yesterday, her little five year old said, "Grandma, come look."
Look I did. What I saw brought tears and disbelief.
On the highest branch of blooms, there blossomed a bright RED rose. This had never happened before.
I believe it was a gift from my precious daughter from beyond.
I plucked the rose and pressed it in my Bible to keep forever with the belief that one day we will be reunited.
My faith believes she is an angel watching over us and the red rose was a reminder to keep the faith in God's promise.
This is a true story that is giving me hope and peace. God's arms are holding my daughter close while she has become a guardian angel for her daughters who miss her as much as I do. Readers, have faith and never forget God loves us!
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