Thursday, February 16, 2012

I Know This Rose Will Open


I got this single rose for Valentine's Day, and I put it in the vase and just absent-mindedly set it above my kitchen sink. The next day, this image struck me - the rose, something special, right there amidst my everyday mundane. The kitchen sink, a place I stand at least three times a day, is not a glamorous or lovely place. But it's a good place, a part of my life's simple being.

I'm also reminded of that hymn:

I know this rose will open
I know my fears will burn away.
I know my soul will unfurl its wings.
I know this rose will open.

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