Wilted rose

Early this morning, my little girl woke up and carried something into the kitchen. She then threw it away. I didn't see what she had, so she told me.

Little girl: Daddy, my rose died so I had to throw it away.

At this point she began to cry. It literally broke my heart. After a moment, I explained to her..

Me: Honey, God let your flower die so it would become nutrition for the soil and help new roses to grow. God did this so that we will always have new, fresh roses to enjoy.

Little girl: I understand. I just need to go back to my room and think about it for a while.

What a sweet daughter God has given me. She came back a little while later, after letting out a good cry, happier with a better understanding of God's plan.