One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon instead of enjoying the roses that are blooming outside our windows today. Dale Carnegie
I am a photographer by trade. And as many of you already know, the art of painting is a new adventure.
My introduction to a love greater than I ever knew started with a Holy Spirit encounter 4 years ago..
During this time I started the new practice of Meditation. I also moved to an old farmhouse in a quaint city by the name of Triune… There I found a neglected rose bush. Bugs had ravished her leaves. She was sad and had almost lost her will to live… I began taking care of her I watered, fertilized, pruned, and loved her… and life returned … she gave me the roses appearing in this collage.
(With no forethought on the subject)
Yesterday while meditating I had a vision in my mind appear. It was Jesus I could tell by the scar in the palm of His hand and pink rose petals began to slowly fall.. and as I watched them gently float downward. I was moved and began to cry.
I was unaware of what this meant .. and I found this
A fascinating fact about these roses is that in ancient Hebrew texts, it is written that pink roses are the only flowers permitted inside the walls of the city of Jerusalem, largely because they were the only roses of the time. Their spiraling petals represented a journey towards perfection.
Also, there were roses of different colors in the past, and pink roses’ symbolism throughout the world often reflected a desire to give the most beautiful flower in nature, a gift that is selfless and pure… yet sure to be noticed.
Just a little love can bring you life...
Photography, Art & Written by Lori Garner
