LIKE ALL THE YEARS BEFORE …

American comedian Jack Benny arranged to have a single red rose sent to his wife,
Mary Livingston, every day after he passed away…

“Roses for Rose”

Red roses were her favorites; her name was also Rose, and every year her husband sent them tied with pretty bows. The year he died the roses were delivered to her door, The card said “Be My Valentine” like all the years before.

Each year he sent her roses and the note would always say, “I love you even more this year than last year on this day, My love for you will always grow with every passing year,” She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear. She thought he ordered roses in advance before this day, Her loving husband did not know that he would pass away. He always liked to do things early way before the time, Then if he got too busy everything would work out fine.

She trimmed the stems and placed them in a very special vase, Then sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face. She would sit for hours in her husband’s favorite chair,
While staring at his picture and the roses sitting there.

A year went by and it was hard to live without her mate, With loneliness and solitude that had become her fate. Then the very hour as on Valentines before, The doorbell rang and there were roses sitting by her door. She brought the roses in and then just looked at them in shock, Then went to get the telephone to call the florist shop.
The owner answered and she asked him if he would explain, Why would someone do this to her causing her such pain?

“I know your husband passed away more than a year ago,” The owner said, “I knew you’d call and you would want to know.”
“The flowers you received today were paid for in advance, Your husband always planned ahead he left nothing to chance.”

“There is a standing order that I have on file down here, And he has paid well in advance you’ll get them every year.”
“There also is another thing that I think you should know, He wrote a special little card he did this years ago.”
“That should ever I find out that he’s no longer here, That’s the card that should be sent to you the following year.”

She thanked him and hung up the phone her tears now flowing hard, Her fingers shaking as she slowly reached to get the card. Inside the card she saw that he had written her a note, Then as she stared in total silence this is what he wrote.

Hello my love I know it’s been a year since I’ve been gone, I hope it hasn’t been too hard for you to overcome. I know it must be lonely and the pain is very rea. For if it was the other way I know how I would feel. The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life, I loved you more than words can say you were the perfect wife.

You were my friend and lover you fulfilled my every need, I know it’s only been a year but please try not to grieve. I want you to be happy even when you shed your tears, That is why the roses will be sent to you for years. When you get these roses think of all the happiness. That we had together and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and I know I always will, But my love you must go on you have some living still.

Please try to find happiness while living out your days, I know it is not easy but I hope you find some ways. The roses will come every year and they will only stop,
When your door’s not answered when the florist stops to knock. He will come five times that day in case you have gone out,
But after his last visit he will know without a doubt, To take the roses to the place where I’ve instructed him, And place the roses where we are together once again.

~ © 1998 By James A. Kisner

BUY ME A ROSE

He works hard to give her all he thinks she wants —
A mansion on the beach, a three-car garage,
He pulls in late to wake her up with a kiss goodnight
If he could only read her mind, she’d say . . .

Buy me a rose,
Call me from work,
Open a door for me …
What would it hurt?
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes,
These are the little things I need the most in my life.

Now the days have grown to years of feeling all alone.
And she can’t help but wonder what she’s doing wrong;
Lately she’d try anything to turn his head,
Would it make a difference if she’d said . . .

Buy me a rose,
Call me from work,
Open a door for me
What would it hurt?
Show me you love me by the look in your eyes,
These are the little things I need the most in my life.

And the more that he lives, the less that he tries
To show her the love that he holds inside;
And the more that she gives, the more that he sees,
This is the story of you and me.

So I bought you a rose
On the way home from work
To open the door
To a heart that I hurt,
And I hope you notice this look in my eyes
‘Cause I’m gonna make things right for the rest of your life.

And I’m gonna hold you tonight . . .
Do all those little things for the rest of your life.

1968 Prophecy by 90 Year Old Woman

REVEALING!!!

The Flaming Herald

An old woman of 90 from Valdres in Norway had a vision from God in 1968. The evangelist Emanuel Minos had meetings (services) where she lived. He had the opportunity to meet her, and she told him what she had seen. He wrote it down, but thought it to be so unintelligible that he put it in a drawer. Now, almost 30 years later, he understands he has to share the vision with others.

The woman from Valdres was a very alert, reliable, awake and credible Christian, with a good reputation among all who knew her. This is what she saw:

“I saw the time just before the coming of Jesus and the outbreak of the Third World War. I saw the events with my natural eyes. I saw the world like a kind of a globe and saw Europe, land by land. I saw Scandinavia. I saw Norway. I…

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