Roses are one of the most popular flowers there are. Roses are flowers that need rich, fertile soil to grow and tend to need more water than most other flowers. Consistent pruning is necessary for the flowers to bloom properly. Pruning allows for greater circulation as well as more growth. They are such a beautiful flower, but you have to be careful because the stems contain thorns that can easily prick you.
Song of Solomon 2:1-2 says, “I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys. As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
This is where I came up with the name Rose of Sharon. Not only that, but my mother’s name is Sharon as well. I thought the name fit me and my personality. In many ways, I am like that rose growing in the valley, trying to thrive and find my place in this world. I had desired to start a blog for so long and just never did. I felt my time was now. All of that growing and pruning has finally brought me to this point and this place where I can finally bloom.
The Birth of the Rose is not just about the birth of this blog, but also the birth of me. After going through a very turbulent divorce, I found myself feeling buried. Buried under the rubble of shame, guilt, defeat, and insecurity. I was unable to eat, barely able to think, and couldn’t quite figure out what was going to be next for me. For most of 2017 I felt as if I was walking in a dark tunnel unable to see my way through. I felt like the woman with the issue of blood who touched the hem of Jesus’ garment, but instead of Him stopping and turning around, I felt like Jesus had ignored me and kept walking. It was like I was crying out for help but couldn’t be heard.
Looking back on it now, I realize He was there with me every step of the way. I was not in that dark tunnel alone- He was holding my hand and leading me out. Little by little I could see the light again. I was finally coming out of the rubble.
Jeremiah 31:3-4, says “The Lord hath appeared of old unto me, saying, Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love: therefore with lovingkindness I have drawn thee. Again I will build thee, and thou shalt be built, O virgin of Israel: thou shalt again be adorned with thy tabrets, and shalt go forth in the dances of them that make merry.”
It was almost as if everything around me had to be destroyed so that God could rebuild me again. I started realizing the gifts on the inside of me. It was like a greater measure of creativity had hit me. The desire for entrepreneurship grew and I just started writing. Everything that I had been wanting to do for years was finally coming into fruition. I had finally been pruned so that I could breathe again and grow.
Pruning is not fun at all. Being cut is painful, but through the pain comes purpose. I am finally walking in mine. I want to encourage you that no matter where you find yourself at today, you have a purpose. Don’t allow the pain to keep you buried, but allow it to give you a greater measure of strength, clarity and vision for your life.
Live Again. Love Again. Breathe Again.