My life was crashing down around me. There I was walking down the beach, looking for a way out. My teary eyes caught one lonely red rose tossed upon the sand to die. I felt so sad that it was plucked from its' vine and left to wilt away. I picked it up and pressed it close to my heart. I sat down upon the beach and held my rose tight. I wanted the waves to swallow me up. I felt the waves against my face as I held the rose tight. The thorns cut into my hand, I didn't want the vicious ocean to destroy this delicate rose.
It was at that moment I knew I did care about life and I decided to live another day. I kept a petal from that rose to remind me of that afternoon. It was then that I discovered that God was holding me tight as I was holding "His Rose".
I hope that someday maybe this short story will perhaps save someone from despair.
There is always hope in Christ Jesus. Jesus is there for you. God loves you always.
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