MY HOPE, MY LIFE, MY WITNESS, MY TESTIMONY, GOD TOUCHED ME, WITNESS FOR GOD OF JESUS MY REDEENER
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MY WITNESS, MY TESTIMONY, GOD TOUCHED ME, WITNESS
FOR GOD OF JESUS MY REDEENER,MY LIFE, MY HOPE.
A MIRACLE THAT WAS GODLY HELP - MY STORY MY LIFE-
DO YOU NEED A MIRACLE?
GOD TOUCHED ME
AND MY LIFE CHANGED - A TRUE STORY
By Frank E. Henrich 1962
T H E S T O R Y O F A Y E L L O W R O S E
It was 1962 and a bright, sunny
winter day in South San Gabriel, California, near Los Angeles, mid afternoon and not a happy day for me, as my father had
died three months before. At thirty-one, I was an outside salesperson for a large manufacturer and that day business had not
been good. Being the sole support of my wife and three children gave me stress. What would Dad do? Whom could I turn to now
he is gone? My business schedule brought me close to his cemetery, so I stopped and decided to visit his grave. I purchased
an inexpensive bouquet from the small florist roadside stand that was conveniently located across from the road from the cemetery.
I had done this before and the florist always used a rubber band, twisting it many times around the stems so the flowers
would hold together when placed in the metal holder at the grave site. The metal container is buried in the ground over the
grave and when the flowers are dead, the caretakers empties the container
As I approached the grave site, I mourned
his death and my inability of never being able to seek my father’s wise council again. Placing the bouquet on the bright
green grass, I pulled out the metal container from the grave and walked over to the waterspout to fill the container with
Having placed the filled container back into the hole over the grave, I went over to pick up the bouquet.
After picking up the bouquet from the grass, to my astonishment, I saw laying on the grass, under where the bouquet had lain,
was one beautiful yellow rose. The yellow color against the bright, sunny green grass, made it stand out and I knew it was
not there when I set the bouquet on the grass, for I would have seen it. I could not believe what I was seeing. I looked at
the bouquet, and the rubber band was still intact. I searched the bouquet, but the rubber bands held the stems tight. No flower
had come out of the bouquet, and besides, inexpensive bouquets do not contain roses.
I picked up the yellow rose
and it was a bud just slightly open. I felt it and it was real. I had taken no drugs and had not been drinking. Suddenly a
peace flooded through me and the thought kept repeating in my mind, “Your father is well and happy, mourn for him no
more.” The Biblical verse of, “Blessed are they that mourn for they will be comforted” also came into my
mind. My sorrow had turned to awe! A sense of well-being and peace filled my body; for I had lost my earthly father as an
anchor, but now I had a new anchor in Jesus. Suddenly, I realized that when the church says God is spirit, they were right,
God is real and he cares about me. He is alive, and vibrant and I wanted to know more about Him. A new dimension of life opened
to me, and I wanted to know more about God.
Whenever I have doubts about God and his love and caring for me, I
remember the yellow-rose experience and have faith again. You may not have had a yellow rose experience but perhaps there
was another time, in a different way, when God made Himself known to you. If you have not, ask Jesus to reveal Himself
Gospel of John 4:24 God is spirit and those who worship Him must worship in spirit and truth.
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