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Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Hannah is a blue rose

My sister Pam gave Hannah this blue rose blanket for her bd to go with this story

         Blue Rose

Having four visiting family members, my wife was very busy, so I offered
go to the store for her to get some needed items, which included light
bulbs, paper towels, trash bags, detergent and Clorox. So off I went.

I scurried around the store, gathered up my goodies and headed for the
checkout counter, only to be blocked in the narrow aisle by a young man
appeared to be about sixteen-years-old.. I wasn't in a hurry, so I
waited for the boy to realize that I was there. This was when he waved
hands excitedly in the air and declared in a loud voice, "Mommy, I'm

It was obvious now, he was mentally challenged and also

startled as he turned and saw me standing so close to him, waiting to
squeeze by. His eyes widened and surprise exploded on his face as I
"Hey Buddy, what's your name?"

"My name is Denny and I'm shopping with my mother," he responded

"Wow," I said, "that's a cool name; I wish my name was Denny, but my
name is

"Steve, like Stevarino?" he asked.  "Yes," I answered. "How old are you

"How old am I now, Mommy?" he asked his mother as she slowly came over
the next aisle.

"You're fifteen-years-old Denny; now be a good boy and let the man pass

I acknowledged her and continued to talk to Denny for several more
about summer, bicycles and school. I watched his brown eyes dance with
excitement, because he was the center of someone's attention. He then
abruptly turned and headed toward the toy section.

Denny's mom had a puzzled look on her face and thanked me for

taking the time to talk with her son. She told me that most people
even look at him, much less talk to him.

I told her that it was my pleasure and then I said something I have no
where it came from, other than by the prompting of the Holy Spirit. I
her that there are plenty of red, yellow, and pink roses in God's
however, "Blue Roses" are very rare and should be appreciated for their
beauty and distinctiveness. You see, Denny is a Blue Rose and if someone
doesn't stop and smell that rose with their heart and touch

that rose with their kindness, then they've missed a blessing from God.

She was silent for a second, then with a tear in her eye she asked, "Who

Without thinking I said, "Oh, I'm probably just a dandelion, but I sure
living in God's garden."

She reached out, squeezed my hand and said, "God bless you!" and then I
tears in my eyes..

May I suggest, the next time you see a BLUE ROSE, don't turn your head
walk off. Take the time to smile and say Hello. Why? Because, by the
of GOD, this mother or father could be you. This could be your child,
grandchild, niece or nephew. What a difference a moment can mean to that
person or their


From an old dandelion!
 Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest

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