THE MYSTERY OF A DECEMBER ROSE “My GRANDFATHER LOVED ROSES. For years he planted a rose bush wherever he and my grandmother moved. In the apartment building they last lived, he had to convince the landlord to allow him to plant the rose bush there. It was an extremely cold night on December 12th that year in Wichita. My grandfathers fight for life was coming to an end. His children and wife were with him in his hospital room as he drew his last breath and spoke his final words: ‘Open the doors Jesus, I am coming home.’ Then he was GONE. That evening everyone went to my grandparents home. There, in front, was that rose bush that my grandfather planted years ago. NO ONE COULD BELIEVE THEIR EYES. It was BELOW ZERO that night, but there was ONE PERFECT RED ROSE in bloom on that bush. There was no doubt ... God and grandpa were winking at them from heaven above.” Amber Schlabs •••• “God’s mysterious ways” is a concept that becomes less and less mysterious the closer you get to Him. What seems unreasonable and even impossible in our human capacity ... is merely His method of providing comfort when you’re hurting. Look for godwinks. The more you see them, the more you see them. Wishes for winks. SQ
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