These beauties are from my yard. I have a love hate relationship with them. The previous owners planted a gazillion roses in the yard. Ok, maybe only 20 rose bushes, but whose counting??? My mom through marriage loved roses. So we talked a lot about them when we bought the house. My birth mom walked around multiple times daily on her visit here smelling the roses. So the roses remind me of my mom’s. That makes them special. 💗
Then there is reality. Roses take work. Lots of work! Ugh. I want to keep them because they smell lovely and look so pretty. Those above are literally bigger than my hand. These ones below are just beautiful.
Sigh. Two days ago I was ready to kill them all and start over. Today I cut five amazing roses to enjoy inside. So what will I do? Ask me another day. Today I’m emotionally attached to the reminder of my moms. One I won’t see again till heaven and the other I’ll see later this summer. Today the roses have a grace day.
Grace day. So thankful for the grace I’ve been given. Grace to face another day. Grace to try again. Grace to mess up again and still be forgiven. Grace to keep trying in this journey of life. Grace is messy yet loving. Well, my thoughts on grace have just bought my roses a few more days. We’ll see how they fair come this weekend…
Remember the good things in life take work. Also remember sometimes you have to start over (many of the rose bushes are diseased and I just might not be able to save them no matter what). And that’s OK. Truly it is. Just don’t give up too early. Love those around you. Speak and show your love. Show grace too. We all need it. Even when it’s messy.
“But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.”
2 Corinthians 12:9 ESV
Keep pressing on friends. In your gardens, relationships and in life. I’ll be back soon. Promise.
Loving through messy grace,