The Rose

There was a grand beautiful estate with extensive gardens which featured beautiful Roses.   The gardener of the estate was very proud of the Rose gardens and knew each rose by name. No one was permitted to touch the roses except the gardener.

One day when the gardener was checking his flowers he noticed that a particularly beautiful rose had been plucked from its stem.  Very upset the gardener shouted, “Who plucked that Rose?”  Angrily he looked around to find the thief.

Calmly from behind the gardener a quiet voice spoke up.   “I plucked it.” Said the Master of the great estate.   The gardener was then silent in presence of the Master.

Then…. There was a man who had a beautiful child.  Pleasant to the life of the parents…but then one day the child was gone……”Who took my child???”……”I did.” said the master in heaven.  I then stood silent in his presence.

The quote’s author is unknown to me but this has been precious to me when loved ones pass to the other side.

Don Cabbage, Ph. D.

Sight of the Old Ship

For 73 years I been sailing the seas of Christian service building bridges between Society and the Deaf community.  Been around the World 7 times and across the seas.  While sailing recently to a new and ever expanding project I sighted an old but stately ship on the horizon.   As it cam closer I noticed the name, Zion, bright as a new day on the ship.  It is coming within view yet there is so much to be done.