This is a statue of Mary, the Mystical Rose.  These statues are known to weep tears.  [White is the color of purity, red of the passion, and gold for glory!]         Unfolding of a Rose A young, new preacher was walking with an older, more seasoned preacher in the garden one day and feeling a bit insecure about what God had for him to do, he was inquiring of the older preacher. The older preacher walked up to a rosebush and handed the young preacher a rosebud and told him to open it without tearing off any petals. The young preacher looked in disbelief at the older preacher and was trying to figure out what a rosebud could possibly have to do with his wanting to know the WILL OF GOD for his life and for his ministry. Because of his high respect for the older preacher, he proceeded to TRY to unfold the rose, while keeping every petal intact...It wasn't long before he realized how impossible it was to do so. Noticing the younger preacher's inability to unfold the rosebud while keeping it intact, the older preacher began to recite thefollowing poem... UNFOLDING THE ROSEBUD It is only a tiny rosebud, A flower of God's design; But I cannot unfold the petals With these clumsy hands of mine. The secret of unfolding flowers Is not known to such as I. GOD opens this flower so sweetly, When in my hands they fade and die. If I cannot unfold a rosebud, This flower of God's design, Then how can I think I have wisdom To unfold this life of mine? So I'll trust in Him for His leading Each moment of every day. I will look to him for His guidance Each step of the pilgrim way. The pathway that lies before me, Only my Heavenly Father knows. I'll trust Him to unfold the moments, Just as He unfolds the rose. - Unknown   I see His Blood upon the Rose ~from the Legion of Mary Handbook   by Joseph Mary Plunkett  (1887–1916) I SEE his blood upon the rose And in the stars the glory of his eyes, His body gleams amid eternal snows, His tears fall from the skies.   I see his face in every flower;          The thunder and the singing of the birds Are but his voice—and carven by his power Rocks are his written words.   All pathways by his feet are worn, His strong heart stirs the ever-beating sea,         His crown of thorns is twined with every thorn, His cross is every tree. Jesus, Rose of Sharon ~Ida Guirey Jesus, Rose of Sharon, bloom within my heart; Beauties of Thy truth and holiness impart, That where'er I go my life may shed abroad Fragrance of the knowledge of the love of God. Refrain Jesus, bless' Jesus, Rose of Sharon, Bloom in radiance And in love within my heart. Jesus, Rose of Sharon, sweeter far to see Than the fairest flow'rs of earth could ever be, Fill my life completely, adding more each day Of Thy grace divine and purity, I pray. Jesus, Rose of Sharon, balm for ev'ry ill, May Thy tender mercy's healing power distil For afflicted souls of weary burdened men, Giving needy mortals health and hope again. Jesus, Rose of Sharon, bloom forevermore; Be Thy glory seen on earth from shore to shore, Till the nations own Thy sov'reignty complete, Lay their honors down and worship at Thy feet. For more on Jesus as Rose of Sharon: http://www.thebiblestudypage.com/rose.htm           A word for rose in greek is rhodon, however the ancient greeks called roses, "caros"  related to "caritas [AKA charity]" which means love.  When they gave one another a rose they said they were giving a gift of love!  In latin it is "rosa" which in color relates to royalty or queen.  The color rose was worn to signify their royalty. Thus...rose is the queen of all flowers & Mary is the Queen.  The rose, therefore is a symbol of Mary, and of her love & devotion to the Trinity.   -Therese the Little flower [revealed to a mystic]