Smelling roses & Mary's presence

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Amen.

I could tell you this my mom has always prayed the rosary daily. And Rose’s surround her home.
 
On two accounts I have smelled roses. First time, I was the first one in for physical therapy. The therapist, now my good friend, and I were talking about church. We started talking about Padre Pio, after a few minutes, I smelled roses, my friend didn’t.
Second time I was praying to our Blessed Mother before Mass. I felt a breeze go by me , toward the altar, and the smell of roses followed.
I like to think it was our Blessed Mother or Padre’ Pio. :yup:

In St. Dominic…
James 🙂
 
In Afghanistan, while cresting the peak of a giant mountain in the North East pushing to the top through the dense forest I guided my Sniper Team to a good hiding place. I had a strange feeling and swore i could see foot prints, boot prints in the pine needles and dirt. I told my boss, and was ignored. Then pushing further into the woods at about 13,000 ft a became overwhelmed by the smell of Roses. i looked around, thinking I had walked into a farming area where roses were (there are no roses in that country that i ever saw) I asked the guys and they didn’t smell anything. I warned the guys again something wasn’t right and the smell of roses became stronger for me.
We were attacked by an enormous taliban force a few hours later. Several of my boys were killed, i survived the 17 hour firefight, and the highest ranks of our Government have asked us how we survived it alone. …, I have been confused about the roses though…i know there were none there. Perhaps stranger to me and the reason i am writing this is, today i was driving in my truck, i was feeling somewhat defeated or alone and sneezed. In the palm of my hand after i sneezed was a small single red rose pedal. I just don’t know how or why roses and rose pedals?
 
Yes, I have too, the beautiful scent… And you know, that you know, when it happens…

Awesome…
 
blrrr23 said:
In Afghanistan, while cresting the peak of a giant mountain in the North East pushing to the top through the dense forest I guided my Sniper Team to a good hiding place. I had a strange feeling and swore i could see foot prints, boot prints in the pine needles and dirt. I told my boss, and was ignored. Then pushing further into the woods at about 13,000 ft a became overwhelmed by the smell of Roses. i looked around, thinking I had walked into a farming area where roses were (there are no roses in that country that i ever saw) I asked the guys and they didn’t smell anything. I warned the guys again something wasn’t right and the smell of roses became stronger for me.
We were attacked by an enormous taliban force a few hours later. Several of my boys were killed, i survived the 17 hour firefight, and the highest ranks of our Government have asked us how we survived it alone. …, I have been confused about the roses though…i know there were none there. Perhaps stranger to me and the reason i am writing this is, today i was driving in my truck, i was feeling somewhat defeated or alone and sneezed. In the palm of my hand after i sneezed was a small single red rose pedal. I just don’t know how or why roses and rose pedals?
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Wow! Is all I can say. I see that you are a Protestant, so the scent of roses is probably unfamiliar to you. In Apparations such as at Fatima. Portugal, The Blessed Mother appeared to visionaries, to give messages to mankind. Her presence was often accompanied by the scent of roses. Therefore, we Catholics believe that when the scent of roses is a sign of her motherly presence. Another apparition that comes to mind is Our Lady of Guadalupe in Mexico (also Mary).There she had Juan Diego collect roses, as a sign for the bishop. It was a cold December and there shouldn’t have been roses. But they miraculously appeared and he picked them. Later when he presented them to the bishop as they fell out of his tilma (a wrap), the image of our Lady appeared on it.

So if appears that Mary was watching over you in Afganistan. Her prayers for you probably helped keep you safe.
 
blrrr23 said:
In Afghanistan, while cresting the peak of a giant mountain in the North East pushing to the top through the dense forest I guided my Sniper Team to a good hiding place. I had a strange feeling and swore i could see foot prints, boot prints in the pine needles and dirt. I told my boss, and was ignored. Then pushing further into the woods at about 13,000 ft a became overwhelmed by the smell of Roses. i looked around, thinking I had walked into a farming area where roses were (there are no roses in that country that i ever saw) I asked the guys and they didn’t smell anything. I warned the guys again something wasn’t right and the smell of roses became stronger for me.
We were attacked by an enormous taliban force a few hours later. Several of my boys were killed, i survived the 17 hour firefight, and the highest ranks of our Government have asked us how we survived it alone. …, I have been confused about the roses though…i know there were none there. Perhaps stranger to me and the reason i am writing this is, today i was driving in my truck, i was feeling somewhat defeated or alone and sneezed. In the palm of my hand after i sneezed was a small single red rose pedal. I just don’t know how or why roses and rose pedals?
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Wow… what an incredible story. I cant even to begin to imagine what that most been like for you, going through such a battle. And yes, the smell of roses, and the rose pedal, okay that must of been really strange too. But as the previous message clearly illustrated what the how the mystery of the roses came about, you surely had our Lords intervention on your life that day. Though I am sure the loss must be hard, but remember the blessing, and know that you truly have a blessing on your life… And remember, a mother always looks over Her children, and since all Christians are believers in Christ, that surely makes you a child of Mary. And the rose was her way of letting you know…
 
Dear Blrrr23,

You were being protected by the Blessed Mother! You must know that her Son has great plans for you, don’t you? Pray and be open to the Divine Plan that is in store for you! You might want to join RCIA at your local Catholic Church in the fall…there is no pressure to join the Church at Easter. I myself went though it for 3 years before converting from Baptist to Catholic.

Consider yourself necessary for His plan of Salvation!! Praise God!!

MOJ
 
A relic of St. Mary Magdeline came to a local Church this year, and while I was waiting in line to venerate it, I smell a really noticable rose smell. I was holding 2 petals, but the smell was very strong, like someone took a whole bouquet and stuck it right under my nose. I thought it was the perfume of the ladies in front of me, but it was just too noticable and strong to be that. I like to think Our Lady sent me the gift of fragrance. 🙂

-Jeanne
 
AServantofGod said:
I was told that if you smell roses & there is no logical reason for this (i.e. roses nearby, somebody wearing rose perfume, etc.) then that means Our Blessed Mother is present. What have you hear of this & has this happened to you?
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This past spring while doing the forty days for life prayers at a local abortion clinic with my sons (we were the only ones there), I caught some kind of floral aroma a couple of times.

Now, to be honest, I wouldn’t know a rose scent from a daffodil scent, and it was spring, after all. And it was dark. But I asked my sons “Could it be?”

I looked around and saw no flowers, I even checked out the shrubbery thinking someone could have sprayed it with perfume to set the mood before I got there, but I found nothing.

So now I still ask, “could it be?”
 
I literally have tears welling up reading this thread. It is simply awesome to read all these accounts, especially blrrr23’s! She was definitely with you that day!
 
After three months of praying the rosary every night as a family (sounds romantic, but a big struggle with three badly distracted boys and a husband who falls asleep after dinner), I was praying the rosary very, very slowly alone in my bed. I tried to concentrate on the meaning of every word, letting my mind follow the path the words led. Suddenly I was surprised by the strong scent of roses - there are no roses or flowers (nor scented candles, etc.) in my room. In fact I am not the best housekeeper, so I couldn’t have been anything of this earth. I was stunned. I called for my husband to come into the room, but he couldn’t hear me (and our house is small). The next day I told him about it. I couldn’t believe how amazing it was that She would come to visit me in my room. All I could do was cry, it was so incredible to me. Dear Blessed Mother, give our family the grace to persevere in praying the rosary everyday again!
 
As my mom was dying and in a semi coma she was trying to point to the wallpaper next to her bed and then to her nose. The wallpaper had roses on it and she was trying to tell my dad that Mother Mary was near, she passed within a couple minutes.

Kim
 
Last night I was sitting in my living room watching television when out of nowhere the sweet smell of roses started to surround me. I looked out the window, no flowers. I looked at the outlet to see if I had a plug-in smelly thing…no plug in. I knew instinctively that “someone” was with me. The sweet smell lasted for about an hour or less.

In a span of 3 months I lost both of my parents in 2009. My dad died on Sept. 8th (his one year is coming up) and mom followed him three months later on December 24th. I pray continually to St. Therese, Mother Mary, all the angels/saints to watch over me and my family. As I sat there enveloped in this scent I KNEW in my heart of hearts that one of both were with me. I am in awe…
 
NYCBren said:
Last night I was sitting in my living room watching television when out of nowhere the sweet smell of roses started to surround me. I looked out the window, no flowers. I looked at the outlet to see if I had a plug-in smelly thing…no plug in. I knew instinctively that “someone” was with me. The sweet smell lasted for about an hour or less.

In a span of 3 months I lost both of my parents in 2009. My dad died on Sept. 8th (his one year is coming up) and mom followed him three months later on December 24th. I pray continually to St. Therese, Mother Mary, all the angels/saints to watch over me and my family. As I sat there enveloped in this scent I KNEW in my heart of hearts that one of both were with me. I am in awe…
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I am sorry for your loss, but I find it very interesting. . . September 8th is the Blessed Mother’s birthday . . .

I have also experienced the scent of roses. I was at a church retreat, in Adoration, and had been praying for my husband’s grandmother. She had passed away on Thankgiving Day (just as my own mother did, three years earlier), and I was unable to attend her memorial service because I was committed to the retreat. I smelled the roses while on the kneeler in front of the altar. I must have started, or gave some outward sign because later one of my friends asked what happened! I asked if she smelled the roses, and she said no. I spoke to a few more women . . . nobody else smelled the roses, either.
 
Wow these stories are all beautiful! 🙂 😃 You guys make it sound so easy 😛
 
St. Therese of Lisieux or “The Little Flower” promised to “let fall from heaven a shower of roses” as a heavenly sign that the novena request will be granted. This was taken from her autobiography The Story of a Soul.

MOJ
 
I visit the sick and dying in the Hospital and first hand witnessed the Lord using the Rose — yes it was connected with a persons name, a rose in a garden, the patron Saint of Rose (five in the Catholic calendar.
 
my first experience with smelling the blessed mother’s “roses” was in 1999. i had bought an artificial rose topiary from walmart. within days i could smell a strong aroma of roses. i checked the topiary and it had no fragrance. last week i was in my yard and the entire area smelled of roses and the wind was calm. i have 3 rose bushes but almost all the roses are gone and none smelled like this. yesterday, while in my kitchen, pondering on some work issues, i bent down and picked up a rose petal. i didn’t give it much thought since i have a new puppy and thought she had found it somewhere. within minutes the overwhelming aroma of roses filled my kitchen and i simply said “thank you” my work worries were over. i long to smell that glorious fragrance again. it is truly a gift from GOD and our BLESSED MOTHER
 
meade_shepherd said:
my first experience with smelling the blessed mother’s “roses” was in 1999. i had bought an artificial rose topiary from walmart. within days i could smell a strong aroma of roses. i checked the topiary and it had no fragrance. last week i was in my yard and the entire area smelled of roses and the wind was calm. i have 3 rose bushes but almost all the roses are gone and none smelled like this. yesterday, while in my kitchen, pondering on some work issues, i bent down and picked up a rose petal. i didn’t give it much thought since i have a new puppy and thought she had found it somewhere. within minutes the overwhelming aroma of roses filled my kitchen and i simply said “thank you” my work worries were over. i long to smell that glorious fragrance again. it is truly a gift from GOD and our BLESSED MOTHER
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Thats amazing:)
 
This past Sunday I was in mass, and this Sunday was special to me as it was following 2 months of no confession, lots of depression, and a huge confession last Thursday and returning to being more prayerful. I had said “part” of a rosary, when I was interrupted by a friend. I tucked away my rosary, intent on finishing it later. I was feeling Christs love very much, and it was a welcome and joyous feeling after a few weeks of misery. We walked to the back of the church, and there was a statue we’d never seen before… someone had brought it in. It was beautiful! It was Mary sitting, with Baby Jesus lying across her knees, and His precious head hanging off and His hand was lovingly clasped between Mary’s two hands. I bent to get a closer look, and I looked into the beautifully painted brown eyes of Our Lady… when I suddenly smelled roses. I wasn’t “looking” for a smell… it just was THERE. Let me add too, that I have a lousy sense of smell. But this was wonderful, and just “sudden”. The smell was strong. Now when I say “strong”, I mean you couldn’t mistake it for any other smell, but it was sweet and pleasant. I wondered if the statue wasn’t somehow “scented”. I told my friend and she could smell it too. A man walked by and we asked him where did this statue come from… we’d never seen it. He didn’t know. I asked him could he smell roses. He looked at me funny and smelled the statue & he didn’t smell it. I smelled it again, and it was just as strong as before. I was dumbfounded. I wondered if I wasn’t nuts. LOL My friend looked at me and said, “It’s a statue of Mary. And she’s giving you a sign!” I felt like smacking myself and going DUH! LOL I just didn’t think that someone like me would be given that… it was a beautiful, unexpected gift… and I am very grateful for it, and awed. :):love:
 
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