My husband always enjoyed music. His favorite song was “The Last Rose of Summer.” Personally, I thought the song was kind of sad. But there was obviously something in those lyrics that deeply appealed to him. The next time he played it, I listened carefully.
To me, it is a song symbolic of life and love. We live, we love, we die and as God’s children we live again just like the beautiful rose that blooms again in the spring. Oh – the wonder of it; life and love are forever!
My husband and I shared many happy years together as we raised three wonderful sons and acquired three lovely daughters-in-law and eight precious grandchildren. Life was good! However, life is not all “roses” and recently my husband suffered a fatal illness. He is now enjoying his music in heaven. I am sure he is still playing his favorite song!
Shortly after his demise, I experienced what I felt was a message from my husband. A barely alive rose bush, which had not bloomed for years, suddenly displayed a single beautiful pink rose! I stood speechless, staring at the wonder of its timely beauty! I felt a deep sense of peace that all was well. My husband was safe in the loving arms of our heavenly Father and enjoying fellowship with his earthly father who had died when he was only 2 years old.
I, along with family and friends enjoyed the beautiful rose for weeks. Sharing my message from heaven with them was a blessing in love and healing.
The miracle rose bloomed for weeks and before the petals fell, I cut the precious bloom and dried it. I will treasure it forever, as a reminder that life is a miraculous gift; a lovely song in our hearts.
Submitted by Margaret East