Archive | June, 2011

Yellow Roses

1 Jun

A rose-bush in my backyard is almost ready to bloom. I can see it from my kitchen window. Soon it will be covered with pretty yellow roses.

Five years ago on June 1st, I gave that same rose-bush to my mother. It was her birthday. Returning from an out-of-state road trip, she and my dad were rushing back to Idaho. They hoped to arrive later that afternoon.

I knew I wouldn’t be around when they arrived. I would be in the hospital. My first cancer surgery was scheduled for that day. But I wanted something cheerful to greet my mom when she got home. So early that morning, I went to my parents’ place and left that rose-bush on their dining room table, along with a card, for my mom to find later.

There would be no happy birthday celebrations that day. But there would be roses. Yellow roses.

Sometime later, my mom gave the gift back to me by planting that same rose-bush in my backyard. No doubt she understood that there would be times in the coming days when I too would need the yellow roses.

During the past five years, the bush has flourished and bloomed. Today, that healthy rose-bush serves as a testimony to the faithfulness of God in my life. And it provides a beautiful reminder of the love that is shared between a daughter and her mother.

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