~ God's Rosebud Poem ~

This is a great poem!

  

  

A new minister was 

walking with an older,
more seasoned minister
in the garden one day.

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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 of the petals.

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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 to unfold the rose,
while keeping every petal 

intact.

 ~ 

It wasn't long before he 

realized how impossible
this was to do.

 ~ 

Noticing the younger 

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 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 along the way."

 ~ 

"The path that lies before me,
Only my Lord and Savior knows.
I'll trust God to unfold the moments,
Just as He unfolds the rose."
 

 

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