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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.
-- Author Unknown
