UNFOLDING THE ROSE
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.
~ © Bryan T. Burgess ~
Thank you ...beautiful, yorkie. and Amen
I really am leaving this time.(((Hugs)))
Yorkie, that is the sweetest, most touching poem..thanks, I enjoyed it very much.
Beautiful and moving poem, yorkie. Thank you for sharing it this beautiful Sunday.
Thank you THANK YOU for this poem , Yorkie!!...and so true!