A man planted a rose and watered it faithfully and before it blossomed, he examined it. He saw the bud that would soon blossom, but noticed thorns upon the stem and he thought, “How can any beautiful flower come from a plant burdened with so many sharp thorns?” saddened by this thought, he neglected to water the rose, and just before it was ready to bloom, it died. So it is with us. Within every soul there is a rose, the God-like qualities planted at birth, grow amid the thorns of our faults. We never realize our potential. Some people do not see the rose within themselves; someone else must how it to them. One of the greatest gifts a person can posses is to be able to reach past the thorns of another, and find the rose in them.