Let God blossom the rose
A little girl delighted in helping her grandfather tend his rose garden of many beautiful and rare species. Daily, he gave such attention to the roses, and was accompanied by his granddaughter whom he taught to admire and enjoy the beauty of each blossom. One favorite rose was still tightly held in the bud, and the child and her grandfather waited patiently to see it in full bloom. One morning, when the grandfather had come into the garden to inspect the choice rose, he found it torn open with all the soft petals broken and laid-back. The grandfather, asking the…