In my quiet time
with Abba, I saw a rose blossom by a thorn. I got blessed when I googled
how the thorns/prickles around the rose serve as protection to deter animals
from eating the plant and help it climb up allowing it to reach sunlight.
I got so blessed to see
that even the thorns on a rose stem have its purpose. Somethings can feel
horrible but can also be our protection. Somethings can be so painful.
Yet it helps us become more like Him, bearing the fruit of His light.
Isaiah 35:1 (NLT) Even the
wilderness and desert will be glad in those days. The wasteland will rejoice
and blossom with spring crocuses.
Christ, the rose of Sharon
bore our thorns of sin so that the beauty of His shed blood can make us
free. Nothing is wasted with our Abba, not even the thorns.
Be Encouraged
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