The Rose Bush
The Rose Bush By Diane Faison-McKinzie Having moved into my new home, I walked the unfamiliar yard and came across a very old rose bush. It looked pretty sad, and parts of its branches were nearing death. I could tell it had lived a long life and was struggling for breath. As I became familiar with my new place, I began making new decisions concerning what paths I need to take now, including what to do with the old rose bush. In my usual morning prayers talking to God, I asked, “What do I do now at my age? I...