Garden of Roses

garden of roses

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i had a little space in my yard that i did nothing with. never really noticed it existed. year after year it sat empty. it didnt bother me as i was unaware of it. i was sitting basking in the sun when i noticed a car pull up in the driveway. who was this i wondered. i seen a man climb out of his car and head my way. he introduced himself and told me he was a gardner.i giggled to myself thinking i wonder why he is here i have no gardens, not one flower.he seemed friendly so we began to chat. he asked if i would mind if he took a look around. having nothing but time i said if it pleases you Sir, be my guest. i walked beside him as he looked around. he stopped at the little space in  my yard and just stood there. what ever was he looking at? what is it that this mans sees when looking at this space? The man reached down and grabbed a handful of dirt and let it fall between His fingers. He smiled and told me that i had very rich soil in this space and asked if i would allow him to help me plant a garden.the man was so confident about this soil i thought yes a garden would be nice. i informed the man that i knew nothing of growing flowers.the man smiled and told me not to worry he would teach me everything i needed to know about growing flowers. he told me he would return the next day and we would get started with my first lesson. oh my, i thought how exciting. the man returned as promised. he taught me to turn the dirt and get it ready for planting the seeds. i asked the man, what would we be planting. he told me that as a gardner he enjoyed planting roses, roses of submission. i thought oh how pretty they must be. the man taught me how to dig the little holes an he planted the seeds.he told me that growing a garden was alot of work. that it would take alot of patience and dedication. i was certainly up for the challenge i thought. He told me that He would be by everyday to help me with the roses. i thanked Him and told Him i would be ready. Everyday we worked together watering the seeds making sure the soil was moist and rich. we noticed that the roses poked their way through the dirt. They were growin at such a fast rate He said. i was very proud even though i knew i couldnt do it without the gardner. without Him there would be no roses.The gardner had a special fertilizer that was named faith and trust. He told me that without it, the roses wouldnt bloom. i said i understood and promised to use it everyday because i wanted to see the roses bloom so badly now.Finally the beautiful roses were in full bloom. They were absolutly amazing. The gardener arrived early this day and told me he had another lesson for me in growing the roses. i water them everyday and fertilize them what could be left i asked? The gardener told me to be careful of the weeds. That if i allowed it,  this strain of weeds that liked to grow in the roses, could kill them.i asked Him what the weeds were called and how would i recognize them. he told me of a weed that was called insecurity. He told me if i didnt pull those weeds everyday that they would go to seed and blow seeds of jealousy and suspicions all over the beautiful garden and they would eventually kill the roses.oh i would never put the roses at risk i promised. The gardner stopped by less now that the roses were in full bloom. When he arrived he would always check to see their progress. He noticed that i wasnt keeping up with the fetilizer and the weeding and he warned me to be careful. the roses needed alot of work and time, not to neglect them.i became lazy with the work just wanted to sit back and enjoy what we had grown. the lack of work i did let the weeds grow rapidly. i meant well but kept forgetting the faith and trust fertilizer. by the time i had noticed the roses were wilting it was too late. the weeds had gotten out of control and the gardner could only sit back and watch. He had told me how to care for the roses but i didnt listen. now i am left with no roses and the gardner has left in disgust at the destruction of them and all our hard work. So day after day i work on removing the weeds of insecurities so that my soil will become rich again.i remeber all the lessons the gardner has given me on how to grow the special roses of submission. there are other gardners that pass by watching my work and offer to show me their tricks for growing the roses but i politly refuse their help. this gardner, the one that taught me to grow the roses, has a very special fertilizer. my soil only becomes rich and plentiful when he is there working the dirt putting his sweat into it. my little space is cleared of the weeds and i have turned the soil. it is ready to plant the seeds for the roses but he is gone. so the soil will sit empty. but i will care for it and make sure the weeds dont return.i sit beside the little place in my yard and wonder how i could have been so careless with such a beautiful garden. i miss the roses of submission. its sad to think they died because i was lazy and careless and didnt listen to the gardner.