Christmas Roses


Within Us
Honesty and Integrity
The Butterfly Dance
Beginning Today
Moving The Rock
A Comfortable Silence
At The Window
The Wealthiest Man
Three Trees
Stress Therapy
Let Go
Driving Away The Shadows
I Know Who I Am
The Necklace
To Realize
Standing Still
The Balance Sheet of Life
A Life That Matters
The Good Bye Kiss
The Story of Your Life
Eternal Instants
Slow dance
The Piano Lesson
Your Fence
The Bicycle Ride
The Atheist's Holiday
How Do YOU Walk?
Exercise Your Soul
Make him take his bags
I Am Thankful
The Art of Letting Go
My Quilt
A Penny Blessing
Buzzards, Bats, and Bumblebees
Are You Empty Yet?
Living By Faith
The Living Water
Installing Love
If Only
God Said....................
God Will Provide
The Pillar of Love
Alone I Am Nothing
The Greatest Love Song
We Danced
The Thorn Bouquet
Let It Go!
Have Courage
The Sandpiper
A Survival Kit
And Think Of Me
Don't be afraid to speak out
The Guiding Light
What are you building?
An Old Shoebox
What Friends Do
Mr. Belser
Time - Your Greatest Gift
Peace Garden
Roots of Change
Morning Prayer
Don't Open Your Mouth
Blue Ribbons
My Heart
Never Give Up On Love
Shining Light
Do You?
Weather Changes
Just For Today
Somebody Said
I Hope by Paul Harvey
Push On
Refining Silver
My Cup
The Cleaning Lady
Loving God's Way
Overcoming A Broken Heart
Carrots, Eggs, and Coffee Beans
What's Left?
The Rented Room
When I Am Lonely
Serving Where God Places Us
Running Through The Rain
Clay Balls
God Is
The Smell of Rain
The Oak Tree
Learning From Fear
The Heart of the Soul
The Emperor
Touching Billy
Dusty Shoes
Between You and God
A Brick
The Shadow of Your Cross
Angels Among Us
The Wolves Within
When Jesus Looks
The Father
The Empty Chair
God Gave.................
Christmas Roses
God Knows
A Mother's Tear
A Walk To School

Bobby was getting cold sitting out in his back yard in the snow. Bobby didn't wear boots; he didn't like them and anyway he didn't own any. The thin sneakers he wore had a few holes in them and they did a poor job of keeping out the cold. Bobby had been in his backyard for about an hour already. And, try as he might, he could not come up with an idea for his mother's Christmas gift.

He shook his head as he thought, "This is useless, even if I do come up with an idea, I don't have any money to spend,"

Ever since his father had passed away three years ago, the family of five had struggled. It wasn't because his mother didn't care, or try, there just never seemed to be enough. She worked nights at the hospital, but the small wage that she was earning could only be stretched so far. What the family lacked in money and material things, they more than made up for in love and family unity. Bobby had two older and one younger sister, who ran the house hold in their mother's absence. All three of his sisters had already made beautiful gifts for their mother.


Somehow it just wasn't fair. Here it was Christmas Eve already, and he had nothing. Wiping a tear from his eye, Bobby kicked the snow and started to walk down to the street where the shops and stores were. It wasn't easy being six without a father, especially when he needed a man to talk to.

Bobby walked from shop to shop, looking into each decorated window. Everything seemed so beautiful and so out of reach. It was starting to get dark and Bobby reluctantly turned to walk home when suddenly his eyes caught the glimmer of the setting sun's rays reflecting off of something along the curb. He reached down and discovered a shiny dime. Never before has anyone felt so wealthy as Bobby felt at that moment.

As he held his new found treasure, a warmth spread throughout his entire body and he walked into the first store he saw. His excitement quickly turned cold when the salesperson told him that he couldn't buy anything with only a dime.

He saw a flower shop and went inside to wait in line. When the shop owner asked if he could help him, Bobby presented the dime and asked if he could buy one flower for his mother's Christmas gift.

The shop owner looked at Bobby and his ten cent offering. Then he put his hand on Bobby's shoulder and said to him, "You just wait here and I'll see what I can do for you."

As Bobby waited he looked at the beautiful flowers and even though he was a boy, he could see why mothers and girls liked flowers.

The sound of the door closing as the last customer left jolted Bobby back to reality. All alone in the shop, Bobby began to feel alone and afraid. Suddenly the shop owner came out and moved to the counter. There, before Bobby's eyes, lay twelve long stem, red roses, with leaves of green and tiny white flowers all tied together with a big silver bow. Bobby's heart sank as the owner picked them up and placed them gently into a long white box.

"That will be ten cents young man," the shop owner said reaching out his hand for the dime. Slowly, Bobby moved his hand to give the man his dime.

Could this be true? No one else would give him a thing for his dime!

Sensing the boy's reluctance, the shop owner added, "I just happened to have some roses on sale for ten cents a dozen. Would you like them?"

This time Bobby did not hesitate, and when the man placed the long box into his hands, he knew it was true. Walking out the door that the owner was holding for Bobby, he heard the shop keeper say, "Merry Christmas, son,"

As he returned inside, the shop keeper's wife walked out. "Who were you talking to back there and where are the roses you were fixing?"

Staring out the window, and blinking the tears from his own eyes, he replied, "A strange thing happened to me this morning. While I was setting up things to open the shop, I thought I heard a voice telling me to set aside a dozen of my best roses for a special gift. I wasn't sure at the time whether I had lost my mind or what, but I set them aside anyway. Then just a few minutes ago, a little boy came into the shop and wanted to buy a flower for his mother with one small dime.

"When I looked at him, I saw myself, many years ago. I too, was a poor boy with nothing to buy my mother a Christmas gift. A bearded man, whom I never knew, stopped me on the street and told me that he wanted to give me ten dollars.

"When I saw that little boy tonight, I knew who that voice was, and I put together a dozen of my very best roses." The shop owner and his wife hugged each other tightly, and as they stepped out into the bitter cold air, they somehow didn't feel cold at all.