Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Unfolding A Rose
It is only a tiny rosebud, A flower of God's design;
But I cannot unfold the petals, With these hands of mine.
The secret of unfolding flowers Is not known to you and I.
GOD opens these flowers so sweetly,
While in my hands they fade and die.
IF I can not 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 leading, Each moment of every day.
I will look to Him for His guidance, Each step of the way.
The pathway that lies before me,
Only my Heavenly Father knows.
I'll trust Him to unfold the moments, Just as his He unfolds the rose.
This was a beautiful poem given to my daughter in YW. How do you think it applies to us as writers?