A new minister was walking with an older, more seasoned minister 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 rosebush and handed the young preacher a rosebud and told him to open it without tearing off any petals.
But because of his great respect for the older preacher, he proceeded to try to unfold the rose, while keeping every petal intact.
It wasn’t long before he realized how impossible this was to do.
“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 easily, But in my hands they die.”
“If I cannot unfold a rosebud, This flower of God’s design, Then how can I have the wisdom To unfold this life of mine?” “So I’ll trust in God for leading Each moment of my day. I will look to God for guidance In each step of the way.”
” Please share this poem with a friend if you enjoyed being reminded to let go and let God unfold your life.
Beauty is God’s work.