My Name is Rose

>> Thursday, November 17, 2011


The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being...

She said, 'Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?'

I laughed and enthusiastically responded; 'Of course you may!' and she gave me a giant squeeze.

'Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?' I asked.

She jokingly replied, 'I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids...'
''No seriously,' I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.

'I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!' she told me.

After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this 'time machine' as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium... As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, 'I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know.'

As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, ' We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!

There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets.'

She concluded her speech by courageously singing 'The Rose.' She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.  

At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those months ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.  

(Author Unknown)


1 comments:

Marijo (Mary Jo) Phelps November 18, 2011 at 4:10 PM  

Can't see wherw to send you a note so will post here:


Have you thought about publishing a book?

Regarding your potential book..... 2 fellow Christian writers that I have known for several years now are feeling led to start a Christian publishing house.

They approached me about publishing my devotional (Teresa moderates World Wide Bible Studies and has seen much of my writing for way over two years now - through that, we talked and one thing led to another and we have talked on the phone - and written countless e-mails, ANYHOW....

(Sorry, buzzer went off and had to get banana bran muffins out of oven and start steaming Chinese veggies for fried rice dinner)

OK anyhow, the 2 couples Ken and his wife (McCreless) and Teresa and Art Ortiz have been in prayer and have started a publishing company. Teresa is the editor and Ken the business guy - they both are powerful writers with incredible stories of God's salvation and grace in their lives. Teresa has been a women's ministry speaker and leader for years. Ken was born in 1962 and I think T is in her mid 40s but not sure.

They prayed and are doing something different in publishing - making "packages" available where you submit your work (see the right hand side Mission and Services and then the part about submission guidelines too - well, you will want to read the whole website (they are not finished with it yet)

You will see there are different "packages" available should you be selected for publication. One is totally no money out of your pocket. They edit, they market (amazon, Barnes and Noble, kindle and hard copy and their site etc.) Teresa's devotional is coming out Dec 6th. I think my book will be their second one and timing on that is to be determined.

Ken was a respiratory therapist (we have chatted on medical things) and the Lord told him to go full time into writing/publishing....

Anyhow, check out the site and their "packages" and see if this might be something you'd be interested in?

http://rms1437.com/?page_id=342

You can copy and paste the above "address" into your search engine.

Let me know what you think?

Love you!

Marijo

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