By Katherine Baker


Dear Rose,
Why do you quiver when the breeze brushes against your face?
Does the wind scare you?
You protect yourself with thorns, but why?
Is beauty so much a curse that you choose to hide?
Each time it is dark, you curl up;
the moon is not bright enough.
It doesn’t matter how many other flowers bloom;
you still feel alone.


Are you afraid to be beautiful?
You are beautiful.
God made you to be seen, glorifying beautiful.
Is that a curse?
Can you not see its worth?
Do you see nothing beautiful in you?


Pain makes blessings into curses and makes thorns grow with roses.
I wish it didn’t—
it shouldn’t—
that’s not its purpose, nor why God let it be.
For roses grow in ashes,
and once they open, no one stops to see the soot.
God doesn’t find dead embers in the dirt,
He sees roses where they bloom.


You are beautiful on the inside.
Your petals alone do not determine your worth.
When they fade, you do not;
you are not the sum of your color.
Shed the pain, let petals fall—
the beauty fades quickly anyway—
don’t worry, new flowers will take their place
much bolder than what you wore before.


Even when you feel your petals die, don’t fear;
the flowers grow back when the season changes.
It’s okay to shed them once,
but let them grow back,
for no loss or abuse will change your worth.
You make your Creator smile.


Dear Rose, there is no need for thorns;
the ashes at your feet need not scare you.
They are but reminders of who you were
before God made roses bloom,
before He purified your heart with holy fire.
Death brings life when God sows the seed.
The ash of one life makes you bloom.
God created roses.
He created you.


Katherine Baker loves to express the many thoughts and emotions she feels each day in the form of art. From music to poetry to stories to (depressingly amateur) drawing, she is always bubbling with an overflow of God-given imagination that she desires to share with everyone she meets. An overambitious free-spirit, she is always juggling her big ideas and her busy life. She will profess that every good thing she creates is not her own, but only possible through the finished work of her Savior, Jesus Christ.

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