Hi everyone. Just a thought to start your weekend.
This pink rose and a red one on another bush are the first two flowers of the year in our yard. I was thrilled to see them and even posted pictures of each on social media. Our roses are usually among the first flowers around us to come to life each year. Reds and a couple of shades of pink adorn my scruffy looking bushes.
Shakespeare is the one who reminded us that “a rose by any other name would smell just as good”. My “nanny” adored her roses and I remember being fascinated by their number and their beauty. My late father-in-law’s favorite flower was the red rose, which we make a point of sharing on his grave from time to time.
The biblical book Song of Songs is a conversation between Solomon and his love, a woman known simply as a Shulamite. The beauty of the flowers of the wild and fertile plain of Sharon was apparently something to behold, and Solomon’s lover describes herself as the “rose of Sharon”. Many people have come to recognize Jesus as the “rose of Sharon” because of the beauty of his love for us, although he is never called by that name in scripture. It is a description of the loving relationship that God desires us to have with his Son.
Roses. They are adorable. They smell of paradise. They come in all the colors of the rainbow. We use them to denote love and friendship and to show that we care about them.
Even though I won’t have enough roses on my bushes to share with everyone I love, I can certainly share with them the love of Him whose love grows sweeter and sweeter as the days go by. I can’t wait to see my roses in full bloom. And I look forward to the day when I see Him in all His glory.
Take the time to stop and smell the roses this week. Inhale Him. Share the love.
Just a thought. ‘See you later.
Reverend Brad Campbell can be reached at [email protected].