Isaiah 53: 2-6

The servant grew up before God—a scrawny seedling,
a scrubby plant in a parched field.
There was nothing attractive about him,
nothing to cause us to take a second look.

A rose

Describes life you know.

Next time you see one,

Study it before you go.

A rose

Is like shiny gold

That captures your eyes

As it begins to unfold.

A rose

Is like a silk shirt

That softens the heart

From sadness and hurt.

A rose

Is like a bride and groom

As they unite

In love’s upper room.

Roses

Are marvelous ideas you see,

That change the world

Till it becomes a fancy tapestry.

But roses

Are mysterious as well.

This is what their beauty

At times don’t often tell.

Their thorns

Seem to disappear

As you view only

Their beauty that appear.

Then again,

A thorn symbolizes sin,

At first looking so good

Until it sticks us like a pin.

Thorns are

The hidden sins behind grace

That deceive us all

From even recognizing our own face.

But praise God!

Those thorns

Created God’s love for us.

The way He loves sinful people

With trust and without a fuss.

Thorns

Represent fallen humanity,

But rose petals

Represent Christianity.

Dearly Beloved,

Resist the thorns

And live God’s way.

Accept the Rose of Sharon

Today I pray.