A Blue Rose – Why SNAP is So Important!

FROM MY FRIEND SANDY, WE ALL NEED TO BE LIKE THIS.
Ken
  
This is from a friend of mine who is the mother of a blue rose and a
fine rose he is.
Sandy
  

A Blue Rose

 
Having four visiting family members, my wife was very busy, so I
offered to go to the store for her to get some needed items, which
included light bulbs, paper towels, trash bags, detergent and Clorox.
So off I went.
 
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 who appeared to be about sixteen-years-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.
 
"Wow," I said, "that's a cool name; I wish my name was Denny, but my
name is Steve."
 
"Steve, like Stevarino?" 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 dandelion, but I
sure love living in God's garden."
 
She reached out, squeezed my hand and said, "God bless you!" and then
I had tears in my eyes.
 
May I suggest, the next time you see a BLUE ROSE, whichever
differences that person may have, don't turn your head and walk off.
Take the time to smile and say Hello. Why? Because, by the grace of
GOD, this mother or father could be you. This could be your child,
grandchild, niece, nephew or any other family member. What a
difference a moment can mean to that person or their family.
 
From an old dandelion!
Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the
rest to the powers that be.
 
"People will forget what you said, People will forget what you did,
but people will never forget how you made them feel!"

This is why the SNAP Playground project is SO IMPORTANT.
We are in Phase 3 - the final phase to build the playground
portion of The John Mark Stallings Special Needs Accessible
Playground of Morgan County.

Please visit our Donate Page and donate any amount that
you can to be a part of this worthwhile project.

Because every child deserves a playground!

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