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Let me end with this simple story…The Word...Epistle 1.7...Denouement A young Christian was walking with an older, more seasoned Christian in the garden one day and feeling a bit insecure about what God had for him to do, he was inquiring of the older Christian. The older Christian walked up to a rosebush and handed the young one and told him to open it without tearing off any petals. The young Christian looked in disbelief at the older one and was trying to figure out what a rosebud could possibly have to do with his wanting to know the will of God for his life and for his ministry. Because of his high respect for the older Christian, he proceeded to TRY to unfold the rose, while keeping every petal intact...It wasn't long before he realized how impossible it was to do so. Noticing the younger Christian's inability to unfold the rosebud while keeping it intact, the older one began to recite the following poem... 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 Him for His leading Each moment of every day. I will look to Him for His guidance Each step of a 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. shagged on 4/25/2009 12:14:00 PM
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