Blue Roses (Happy Mother's Day)

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I saw this on a friend's journal who's son Jimmy has DS and is currently in ICU

fighting for his life as he has AML Lukemia (the worst kind a child can have,

it's fatal). She said after reading this she knew what she wanted for Mother's

Day...for her " Blue Rose " to wake up and be alright.....

Blue Roses......

Why do I always have to be the one that starts to do laundry and there's no

detergent? I guess it was time for me to do my " Dollar Store " run, which

included light bulbs, paper towels, trash bags and Clorox. So off I go.

I scurried around the store, gathered up my goodies, and headed for the

checkout counter only to be blocked in the narrow aisle by a young man that

appeared to be about sixteen-year old. I wasn't in a hurry, so I patiently

waited for the boy to realize that I was there. This was when he waved his hands

excitedly in the air and declared in a loud voice, " Mommy, I'm over here. " It

was obvious now, he was mentally challenged, and also startled as he turned and

saw me standing so close to him, waiting to squeeze by. His eyes widened and

surprise exploded on his face as I said, " Hey Buddy, what's your name? "

" My name is Denny and I'm shopping with my mother, " he responded proudly.

roman " color=#0033ff size=4> " Wow, " I said, " that's a cool name; I wish my

name was Denny, but my name is Hal. "

" Hal like Halloween? " he asked.

" Yes, " I answered. " How old are you Denny?

" How old am I now Mommy? " he asked his mother as she slowly came over from the

next aisle. " You're fifteen years old Denny; now be a good boy and let the man

pass by. "

I acknowledged her and continued to talk to Denny for several more minutes

about summer, bicycles and school. I watched his brown eyes dance with

excitement because he was the center of someone's attention. He then abruptly

turned and headed toward the toy section.

Denny's mom had a puzzled look on her face and thanked me for taking the time

to talk with her son. She told me that most people wouldn't even look at him,

much less talk to him. I told her that it was my pleasure and then I said

something I have no idea where it came from, other than by the prompting of the

Holy Spirit.

I told her that there are plenty of red, yellow and pink roses in God's

garden, however, " Blue Roses " are very rare and should be appreciated for their

beauty and distinctiveness. You see, Denny is a " Blue Rose " and if someone

doesn't stop and smell that rose with their heart and touch that rose with their

kindness, then they've missed a blessing from God.

She was silent for a second, then with a tear in her eye she asked, " Who are

you? "

Without thinking I said, " Oh, I'm probably just a daffodil or maybe even a

dandelion, but I sure love living in God's garden " .

Pastor Hal Steenson

This real life story took place July 12, 2006.

Please, the next time you see a BLUE ROSE don't turn your head and walk off,

take the time to smile and say Hello. Because by the grace of GOD this mother

could be you. This could be your child, grandchild, niece, nephew. What a

difference a moment can mean to that person or their family.

God Bless,

Rowe-

IMDSA Public Relations Officer

Mom to Austin (4 MDS) & Trey (7 ADHD)

www.imdsa.com

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