Sometimes, when life gets intense, the best thing to do is to stop and smell the roses—literally.
This year, God blessed me with an abundance of blossoms. My roses grew tall and plentiful. I could not walk by without being compelled to stop, sniff, and admire. Somehow, the trials of life moved out of the way for those few moments and I could remember that God makes a way where there is no way. He walks beside us. He stops to smell the roses, too. After all, He made them for His pleasure, and ours, right?
It seems to me that a lot of folks are going through deep valleys these days. Many are going through health issues. And, it seems this year, that more families and friends are mourning loved ones who have left earth. Perhaps it makes us wonder what in the world is going on?
Feasting our eyes on the beauty of roses won’t change situations, but it can change our outlook. At least for a time. We can take a break, breathe deeply and pause to allow God’s presence to calm our spirits.
As we inhale the elegant scent of a beautiful rose, we remember how Father God comes through for us. Even in our sufferings. Even when it looks impossible. Money flies out the window. Circumstances deteriorate.
But the rose perfume fills the air and reminds us that our God is a sweet aroma. He always comes through with His promises to care for us.
When the fragrances waft on the evening air, and the day has passed, it is good to take the time to rest, inhale and gaze upon the beauty of roses and remember Father God’s promises to us. A deep contented quiet comes into our souls. Have you experienced it? Have you taken the time to let it happen for you? Maybe today is a good day to do that. Go ahead. Stop what you are doing. Go out to smell some roses. You’ll love it. Your soul will benefit.