Tuesday, August 2
THE RED ROSE
Then he replied, “You of little faith, why are you so afraid?” Then he got up and rebuked the winds and waves, and it was completely calm.
One day while walking in the street I noticed some dark clouds gathering in the sky, and it began to rain in torrents. I rapidly sought shelter, and that rain became a downpour. This frightened me, and I began to pray, asking God to assist me in overcoming that situation. Then I noticed a small red rose, half withered and bent over by the large water drops falling upon it and by the strong wind. Despite everything, the flower didn’t break; rather, it tolerated the battering of the rain and each of its blows with incredible strength. The little rose withstood the punishment without yielding. When the rain had passed, I noticed with surprise how the small and fragile rose was still intact with its upright stem facing the sky, proudly displaying its beautiful petals as a trophy of victory over that storm.
All this made me reflect upon my life, having observed how the defenseless rose fought to stay upright before the storm. I remembered the difficulties I’d had in my life and how many times I had felt that I couldn’t go on.
Since that moment, I don’t let anything frighten or discourage me. Every time I feel myself weakening, I remember that little red rose that showed me how strong I am and how much God cares for me, despite sending me storms that lash my life.
Prayer: Thank you, Lord, for caring for me even amid the storms. Amen.
Translated by John Walter