John
18:27 Peter then denied again; and
immediately a rooster crowed.
We
have several rose bushes at our house. Only
one blooms at a different time than the others.
It’s peek blooming time is Mother’s Day.
That rose bush is a “rooster” in my life.
So,
I have learned to rejoice in God’s reminders when that rose bush blooms.
Of course, now I get to experience the time of laughter, the time of rejoicing
for which I am so grateful. Yet, still my first thought when I see those
roses on each Mother’s Day are painful ones. Then, each Mother’s Day, I
stop and thank the Lord for what He has done and how He carried us through
those times.
The
rooster still crows in each of our lives, reminding us of very different
memories. But, for each one, God plans beauty.
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