A Blue Rose … A short reminder that “God don’t make no junk.”

I received this story from a lovely friend of mine and as I read through it I felt renewed appreciation for the beautiful variety of life.  I realised … once again … that I don’t always see things the way that Life does … and that … perhaps … one of my tasks needs to be “seeing through the eyes of Source”.

I hope that you enjoy this little reminder that whilst WE may think that those around us could use some tweaking to “fit in” or “be normal” Life doesn’t feel that way.  I saw a great kid’s t-shirt that expressed this sentiment beautifully.  It simply said: “God don’t make no junk!”

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A Blue Rose

Having four visiting family members, my wife was very busy, so I offered to go to the store for her to get some needed items, which included light bulbs, paper towels, trash bags, detergent and Clorox. … So off I went.
I scurried around the store, gathered up my goodies and headed for the checkout counter, only to be blocked in the narrow aisle by a young man who appeared to be about sixteen-years-old. I wasn’t in a hurry, so I patiently waited for the boy to realize that I was there. This was when he waved his hands excitedly in the air and declared in a loud voice, “Mommy, I’m over here.”
It was obvious now that he was mentally challenged and startled as he turned and saw me standing so close to him, waiting to squeeze by. His eyes widened and surprise exploded on his face as I said, “Hey Buddy, what’s your name?” “My name is Denny and I’m shopping with my mother,” he responded proudly.
“Wow,” I said, “that’s a cool name; I wish my name was Denny, but my name is Steve.”
“Steve, like Stevarino?” he asked. “Yes,” I answered. “How old are you Denny?”
“How old am I now, Mommy?” he asked his mother as she slowly came over from
the next aisle.  “You’re fifteen-years-old Denny; now be a good boy and let the man pass by.”
I acknowledged her and continued to talk to Denny for several more minutes about summer, bicycles and school. I watched his brown eyes dance with excitement, because he was the center of someone’s attention. He then abruptly turned and headed toward the toy section.
Denny’s mom had a puzzled look on her face and thanked me for taking the time to talk with her son. She told me that most people wouldn’t even look at him, much less talk to him.
I told her that it was my pleasure and then I said something that just seemed to flow right through me and out of my mouth.I have no idea where it came from : perhaps it was the prompting of Life itself.  I told her that there are plenty of red, yellow, and pink roses in God’s Garden; however, “Blue Roses” are very rare and should be appreciated for their
beauty and distinctiveness. You see”, I said to her: “Denny is a Blue Rose and if someone
doesn’t stop and appreciate that rose with their heart and touch that rose with their kindness, then they’ve missed a blessing from Life.”
She was silent for a second, then with a tear in her eye she asked, “Who are you?”
Without thinking I said, “Oh, I’m just a dandelion, but I sure love living in this beautiful  garden.”
Perhaps the next time you see a blue rose, you won’t be quite so quick to turn your head and walk off. Perhaps you could even take the time to smile and say “Hello”. Remember what a difference a kind moment can mean to that person or their family.

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I am doing my best to remember to treat the people whom I meet kindly (after all Life is pretty tolerant about my shortcomings): and to remember that “Normal” is a cycle on the washing machine not something that applies to people.

“Live simply.  Love generously.  Care deeply.  Speak kindly. ” … Insightful words to live by from a kind friend …

Godspeed and Arinaste (from my heart to your heart)

Susanne

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2 Responses to A Blue Rose … A short reminder that “God don’t make no junk.”

  1. Susan Thompson says:

    Hi Susanne, I hope this finds you recuperating well and feeling better after you’re latest surgery. My prayers and thoughts are with you.
    I’ve messed up this last week and hurt someone who is dear to me. Actually, I was hurt and then I lashed out at that person. I regret many things I said and did and have asked her forgiveness, however I may not get it. It makes me quite sad and depressed.
    With your words of inspiration and tenderness, I realize that I will make it through this challenging time and hope it helps me to come out as a better person from all this turmoil.
    Thank you.

    Namaste and blessings to you Dear Susanne,
    Sue

    • Susanne says:

      Hi Sue. I hope you will accept my apologies for being so slow in responding. I can feel how disappointed in your reaction you are and I want you to know that my heart hears you. Hopefully your friend just needs a little time and private space to work out her own hurt feelings, allow herself to understand how hurt YOU were and move into a new space with you. I know from personal experience how challenging it is when we lash out … all I can say is that I have … mostly … hopefully (:P) … learned to take a breath OR excuse myself from the immediate situation – the old “take a step back” thing from my own mis-steps. I wish you all the best and have confidence that you too will come out of the other end of this challenging time … more knowing and more understanding – of others AND of yourself. Wishing you the best. Arinaste (from my heart to your heart) Susanne

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