Blue Rose

W.B. · 05-04-2011, 05:33 PM

A friend of mine was kind enough to share this story with me. Thought I'd share it with my brothers and sisters here.

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, he was mentally challenged and also 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 I have no idea where it came from, other than by the prompting of the Holy Spirit. 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, Denny is a Blue Rose and if someone doesn't stop and smell that rose with their heart and touch that rose with their kindness, then they've missed a blessing from God.

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 probably just a dandelion, but I sure love living in God's garden."

She reached out, squeezed my hand and said,

"God bless you !" and then I had tears in my eyes.

May I suggest, the next time you see a BLUE ROSE, don't turn your head and walk off. Take the time to smile and say Hello. Why ? Because, by the grace of GOD, this mother or father could be you. This could be your child, grandchild, niece or nephew. What a difference a moment can mean to that person or their family.

From an old dandelion !

Live simply.

Love generously.

Care deeply.

Speak kindly.

Leave the rest to God.

chippewastud79 · 05-04-2011, 05:44 PM

Fordman4ever · 05-04-2011, 06:16 PM

Very cool.

maninblack · 05-04-2011, 08:32 PM

Awesome story!! Helps me keep my faith in humanity alive.

05-04-2011, 08:35 PM

How very kind of you! I just cried :'( The Holy Spirit was with you & put a beautiful mark on that "Blue Rose"!
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TBone · 05-04-2011, 09:06 PM

RevSmoke · 05-04-2011, 09:14 PM

Amen!

RevSmoke · 05-04-2011, 09:15 PM

By the way, dandelions make good wine - and a little wine gladdens the heart.

Let him who has ears, hear.

05-04-2011, 05:33 PM	#1
W.B. Still Watching My Back Join Date: Jun 2010 Posts: 202 Trading: (0)	Blue Rose A friend of mine was kind enough to share this story with me. Thought I'd share it with my brothers and sisters here. 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, he was mentally challenged and also 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 I have no idea where it came from, other than by the prompting of the Holy Spirit. 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, Denny is a Blue Rose and if someone doesn't stop and smell that rose with their heart and touch that rose with their kindness, then they've missed a blessing from God. 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 probably just a dandelion, but I sure love living in God's garden." She reached out, squeezed my hand and said, "God bless you !" and then I had tears in my eyes. May I suggest, the next time you see a BLUE ROSE, don't turn your head and walk off. Take the time to smile and say Hello. Why ? Because, by the grace of GOD, this mother or father could be you. This could be your child, grandchild, niece or nephew. What a difference a moment can mean to that person or their family. From an old dandelion ! Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest to God.

05-04-2011, 05:44 PM	#2
chippewastud79 Fatter than you! Join Date: Oct 2008 First Name: Larry Location: A little place called home. Posts: 5,397 Trading: (44)	Re: Blue Rose __________________ If we weren't supposed to eat animals, then how come they're made of meat? You can never have too many cigars, they are like an investment in good times.

05-04-2011, 06:16 PM	#3
Fordman4ever Redneck driving a ricer!! Join Date: Dec 2010 First Name: Earl Location: A place too cold to smoke outside Posts: 2,508 Trading: (26)	Re: Blue Rose Very cool.

05-04-2011, 08:32 PM	#4
maninblack Will smoke for food Join Date: Jan 2010 First Name: Kevin Location: Where the hoot owls f$ck the chickens Posts: 10,637 Trading: (80)	Re: Blue Rose Awesome story!! Helps me keep my faith in humanity alive. __________________ Proud member of the GMCGTPWHAFA

05-04-2011, 08:35 PM	#5
Christiel49 Guest Posts: n/a	Re: Blue Rose How very kind of you! I just cried :'( The Holy Spirit was with you & put a beautiful mark on that "Blue Rose"! Posted via Mobile Device

05-04-2011, 09:06 PM	#6
TBone Equal opportunity Bomber Join Date: Jan 2009 First Name: Paul Location: Virginia Posts: 2,508 Trading: (25)	Re: Blue Rose

05-04-2011, 09:14 PM	#7
RevSmoke Ain't Never Gonna Leave Join Date: Oct 2008 First Name: Todd Location: Northcentral woods of Wisconsin Posts: 6,807 Trading: (51)	Re: Blue Rose Amen! __________________ Todd__ "Smoke what you like, and enjoy it!"

05-04-2011, 09:15 PM	#8
RevSmoke Ain't Never Gonna Leave Join Date: Oct 2008 First Name: Todd Location: Northcentral woods of Wisconsin Posts: 6,807 Trading: (51)	Re: Blue Rose By the way, dandelions make good wine - and a little wine gladdens the heart. Let him who has ears, hear. __________________ Todd__ "Smoke what you like, and enjoy it!"