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
The flower God opens so sweetly...
in my hands would 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 him for his leading,
Each moment of everyday,
And I'll look to him for his guidance,
Each step of the pilgrim way.
For the pathway that lies before,
my heavenly Father knows.
I'll trust him to unfold the moments,
Just as he unfolds the rose.
~by an unknown missionary~
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on all of my webpages. If I've missed anyone, my sincerest
apologies to you and if you would be so kind as to
e-mail me, I would promtly see that you receive the credit due
or remove the item, whichever you'd prefer. Of course,
I'm hoping you will graciously allow me to use them . Thank you and God Bless
