Roses from heaven

     Just imagine " roses"'"falling down from Heaven, from the sky above. You gaze upward and close your eyes to take it the sweet scent of a rose. It happens somewhere every day. I believe, if we attune our senses to the real things in this world.  We can smell the roses from heaven with delight in our hearts. 

     Every time a baby is born, that is a rose. When a doctor performs a critical surgery with success, that is a rose. When true love comes upon your heart after some time of searching, that is a rose. 

     The dispenser of the roses, I think, is Mary our Mother. In affirmation of the will of God being fulfilled. They work together you know! No greater Love story then the love between Mother and Son. She is gladdened and and so willing to help us.  So when Her Son listens to the words of Mary He cannot resist but to answer Her plea..

     More roses need to come down though. We cannot let the smog of sin surround us or be in our midst. We must be kinder, uplifting, and positive about the promises Our God has promised us. 

     Stop and smell the roses more. At least keep looking for them. It will make you smile.