So there's a lesson in here somewhere.... I'm sure of it!

Last year, the men of the church were involved with a landscaping project at the church.  I picked up two things during that project; one was my downstairs roommate and the other was a very old and established rose bush.  This thing was about four feet tall and put out the biggest, prettiest yellow roses you've ever seen.  It was happy living among the various things that tried to grow where the rose bush was.  Nothing really thrived but the rose bush did.

It didn't do so well here when we transplanted it.  In fact, it died.  I left it alone over the winter, though, on the off chance that it would grow back.  It didn't, so about a month or so ago, I pruned down the dead wood on the bush, just leaving maybe the bottom foot in the hopes that cutting away the dead wood would spark some new growth in the roots.

There is a very weak, very fragile, but very real yellow rose bush growing again!

I noticed it today.  The stems are about two feet high and very, very thin.  There are buds on top of the stems and the roses are beautiful yellow.  I didn't give up hope and God blessed that faith that the thing could grow again with new growth.  The fact that it didn't grow until I cut the dead wood away also is not lost on me.  I'm pretty sure there's a lesson in there but don't know what it is.

I'm happy about the rose bush.  It was God's to begin with; at His house and something He created.  It's growing again at my house thanks to His grace.  Look, I know how dead the thing was.  Dead-dead, and it came back to life.

That little thing, just that glimmer of something I almost gave up once sure put me in a better mood.  God is so good and I'm very thankful for the flowers.