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A young, new preacher was walking with an older,
more seasoned preacher in the garden one day. Feeling a bit insecure about what
God had for him to do, he was asking the older preacher for some advice.
The older preacher walked up to a rose bush and
handed the young preacher a rosebud and told him to open it without tearing any
of the petals.
The young preacher looked in disbelief at the older
preacher 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 ministry. But,
because of his great respect for the older preacher, he proceeded to try and
unfold the rosebud while keeping every petal intact. . It wasn't
long before he realized how impossible this was to do.
- Noticing the young preacher's inability to
unfold the rosebud without tearing it, the older preacher began to recite
the following poem:
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, Then, in my hands, they
die.
-
- If I cannot unfold a rosebud, The flower
of God's design,
- Then how can I have the wisdom To unfold this
life of mine?
So, I'll trust in Him for leading Each moment of my
day.
- I will look to Him for His guidance Each step
of the Pilgrim's 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.
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