A white rose is a symbol...representing purity or even the heart. Why I'm talking about white roses? Guess cuz I bought myself a white rose tattoo today xD
Anyway, it reminds me of a story I was told. I'm gonna change it a bit by twisting it with something that actually happened...here we go...
There was a girl, a beautiful girl named Rose and she lived by her name quiet well. She was beautiful and sweet but at the same time...quiet naive. Men raved about her beauty and lusted after her. Rose being as naive as she was didn't understand how all these guys that were so kind to her should of actually been avoided. She easily fell in love and she let her first love and gave him her heart. In the end she could not satisfy him and he left her. Her heart wasn't ready to be handled in someone else's hands, but she didn't know and in the end she lost pieces of her heart to him...or should we say he took petals off her rose, a rose which hadn't even bloomed yet. Another guy came along and she fell in love again. Little did she know that he went out with another girl behind her back...still saying he loved her. That man took more petals off her rose. More men had come and gone to the point when her rose, her heart, had finally bloomed it was only a few petals and was barely recognizable as a rose anymore. Then when the man, her true love finally came, she was already heart broken beyond repair...beyond human repair. Rose never wanted to love again...but really at the same time it was what she wanted most. Suicidal thoughts came because she didn't find herself worthy or loving or being loved by. Hatred came because of her lack of trust. Tears came because all the holes in her heart made her lonely...and in pain. Her friend came to her house one day and sat by her side. This friend never had trouble with men and said she wouldn't mind dieing without a husband. Rose asked why and she replied, "Because I know there is someone who will love me for who I am, no matter what I've done. He gave me a second chance and life is suddenly worth living again."
Rose was confused. She asked who this person was and her reply was Jesus. Rose looks at her confuse and her friend explains, "He died so we don't have to suffer the way you have been. We don't have to be heart broken, lonely, sad, or even afraid anymore. We just have to believe he died for us and he'll take care of us...but only if we have faith."
Rose shook her head. She couldn't believe someone could love her. How could this be true? She asked if all she had to do was believe and her friend said yes. Rose asked if she could help her and she nodded telling her to bow her head and repeat after her, "God, I don't want to be alone anymore. I believe your son died on the cross for me so that who ever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. Help me and guide me in Jesus name...amen."
Her friend stood up and said, "Good bye Rose."
Rose jumps up, "Rachael! Wai-"
She then noticed a bible next to her. Rose sighs and takes with her inside figuring Rachael forgot it. Bored out of her mind she actually begins reading it, flipping to some random page and it said, "I will never leave you nor forsake you.”
Rose smiles, her eyes suddenly watering…that was all she ever wanted.
God worked on her heart and what was once torn and broken, steadily began to heal. Rose finally met her true love and even got married. She didn't ever have to worry about being heart broken, lonely, sad, or even afraid again.
This is based off a true story and this actually happened to a friend of mine. The names are different but based off of real people. God bless her and her family.
Moral: You start off with a white rose which hasn't bloomed yet. Even so people, heart breakers, are ready and willing to tear the petals off. Make sure your ready, when you date, get married, etc. cuz otherwise you'll end up heart broken and when the right person comes...you may not know it and leave 'em. But there is a God who's just and holy and listen to the hearts of man. No sir he's not your homie but he wont let you burn with your friends.
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