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By Kathy Bruins
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A couple of years ago, Megan was preparing to teach her second grade class about different flowers. She had planned a trip for them to visit a greenhouse and learn about the intricacies of caring for flowers properly. Loving flowers herself, she eagerly anticipated the trip.
Megan told me of a young boy, named Travis, who pointed out the yellow roses and asked if they were sick because they were the wrong color. She explained to him that the roses were not sick, but were a very special type of rose. The yellow rose is the most fragrant of the rose family. She explained that the yellow rose, when given to someone special to you, would send the message that they brought great joy into your life. Travis seemed content with the explanation and rejoined the other children on the tour.
The next day at school, Megan found an envelope on her desk. It smelled like perfume was sprayed on the envelope. Opening it, she pulled out a handmade card with many yellow roses colored on the front. Inside, a child handwrote a message that read, “Dear Mrs. Williams, I wish I could buy you yellow roses. I hope you like my pictures of them. I sprayed my mom’s perfume on it. I miss her. You help me be happy. Love, Travis” A smiley face was drawn at the end.
She kept that card on her dresser at home to remind herself each day that she had the opportunity to bring joy into someone’s life. Her life reflected her belief that God would give her opportunities to bring joy to others. Her eyes searched for the yellow roses of opportunity.
And now, the joy she has given me everyday has come to an end. I smelled the rose in my hand letting its perfume fill me with the reminder of the sweet fragrance of Megan’s life. I tossed the rose into the grave onto her casket. Just then, many yellow roses were tossed onto the casket. Looking around, I saw the numerous faces that were touched by Megan’s life. Looking at the glorious yellow splash on the casket, I thought it was a fitting celebration to a life that lived in joyful expectation.
As I walked away from the gravesite, a young man approached me and gave me an envelope from his pocket. I said, “Thank you”, put it in my pocket, and walked on to the car. Once inside the now lifeless house, I removed my coat. Remembering the card in the pocket, I took it out and sat on the couch to open it. Inside was a handmade card with yellow roses on the front. Inside the handwritten message of a child read, “Mrs. Williams gave me and others joy each day. Now that she cannot do that anymore, I am going to do it for her. I will pray for you that you feel joy and not sad everyday. I think she would want you to be happy. Love, Travis”
Travis was right. Megan would want me to be happy. I didn’t see how I would feel joy again, but perhaps if I carried on her mission of bringing joy to others, like Travis would, I could once again feel joy myself. The Lord planted that special seed in her. She nurtured that seed, caring for it until it fully blossomed in her life. She faithfully planted the seeds in my life and in others. Her garden of joy will continue with many splashes of yellow carefully nurtured by the Master Gardner.
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