"For the roses that I gather,
for the thorns their stems contain,
thanks for both dear heavenly Father,
though the thorns have brought me pain."
"For the trials on the journey,
for the cross that I must bear,
thank you God and stay beside me,
lifting me from dark despair."
photos's taken at
Rose Gardens, Portland Or
by Karen
Thinking of you today . . . wishing your stems didn't have so many thorns. Love you lots!!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful pictures, Karen. Love you. Stay strong.
ReplyDeleteI love that song. Sorry you're feeling those thorns so strongly right now. May God continue to strengthen you.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! Praying for thorn-free roses for you.
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