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.
Heartwarmers
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Before
I Was A Mom
A
Parent's Prayer
God,
The First Parent
Forever
A Farmer
I
Asked The Lord To Bless You
Sports
Mom
Trouble
Tree
All
About Friends
Thoughts
For The Day
The
Master's Card
Sportmanship
Poem
Easter
Cookies