Our St. Therese Rose Bush story

 

 

As it’s nearing June, our rose bush is in full bloom and it reminded me of a story I hope you’ll all enjoy.

We moved in here 7 years ago. At that time we neglected to find out, where our septic system was. Not thinking it was very important at the time, we forgot about it for about a year. A day arrived when we figured it was about time we should look for it. Thinking it was simple we started digging here and digging there. No luck.

 

 We gave up and a year passed. We looked better at the lay of the land and tried to imagine which was it was all going. No luck. With a yard like ours you would think we could have it figured out. But when something is hidden and buried you really could be off by 10 inches and you are still lost.

 

 So we got in a local contractor. He poked and prodded our ground and was surprised he too came up with nothing. He felt sorry for us and never charged us but wished us luck.

 By this time, three years had passed and we were starting to think our septic didn’t exist. We started imagining some monsterous ‘thing’ was going on underground. We knew at this point we needed to start to get a septic pump as three years had passed. We were worried.

 

 So, one morning I got the idea, to pray to St. Therese. It just seemed the thing to do. Soon after I got a sudden urge to check at the rose bush. Sort of like when you spend hours looking for something and suddenly realize you didn’t look ‘there’.

 

 So, Mark and I got out there, not really thinking we’d find much and started poking the ground. Strangely all the prodding in this spot were the same depth. So, I prayed to St. Therese telling her if we found the septic, we’d name the rose bush after her.

 

 Sure enough, we seen a glimmer of cement! It took hours to dig enough to remove a cover and then another lid. Whoopee! There is was, right in sight of our house, in a direct line out from our bathrooms. Who would have known! (yes that is our St. Therese Rose bush at the top)

 

 She made us wait two whole years and had to promise her a rose bush in the process!

(yes, these are St. Therese’s roses on our tree) 🙂

   Much like the prayers we seem to wait forever to get an answer. We pray and search and forget and pray again. Some intentions seem to never get heard. But, deep down we must remind ourselves that God is listening. He might be a little quiet right now, but He is waiting. He is giving us enough time to stretch our praying wings. Giving us enough time to make sure we really want this. Testing our patience to see if it will stretch a little farther. And when we do finally get an answer to prayer, it is sweet. Oh, it is such a good answer! After all that struggle for an answer, God makes sure we wait long enough to enjoy the sheer joy at having our prayer answered. Just another glimpse of heaven to come.

 Write your comments below. Your story of St. Therese, and what she has done for you ?

©Copyright 2012 Rita Davidson

 

Rita is a Catholic wife and mother of seven children. She reverted back to the faith when her oldest was making her First Communion. By then, she had completed degrees in Hairdressing and Make up artistry. She went on to receive a degree in Natural Health and another degree in Art. At age 26, Rita suffered a minor stroke. With no lasting effects, this dramatically changed her outlook on life. In 1996, Rita began ‘Little Flowers Family Apostolates’ to reach out to other families with her new found faith. In 1999, she wrote the bestselling, ‘Immodesty; Satan’s Virtue’. She was editor of ‘The Catholic Health Letter’ for 7 years. She has been a homeschooling mom for 20+ years, and has written for various magazines. She is honored that families have trusted her with their questions, needs and concerns over the years. She continues to write and reach out to Catholic families with her husband, Mark and their 4 boys through http://www.LittleFlowersFamilyPress.com

 

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