t 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,

• hen 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.

Cannot remember where I saw this but I did not write this. Its beautfiul

A new wave

My daughter said to me that she always felt sad reading my blog and so I took the time to read it all again. Did I really write all that? Whoever wrote that was a woman caught up in her hurt and pain and did not want to let go. But that's not me now, I cried out. I have changed. I am happy now then I have ever been in a long long while. So there is a new wave coming now. I do not want to just surround myself with my pain and hurt and wallow in it but I want to reach out to others who are hurting and be a comfort for them. All those of you who are hurting and feel there is no hope and your pain will not go away, let me tell you it will. There is someone who loves you in a way you never imagined. Through his love, each day your pain and hurt will fade. I have experienced this 'love' and I never in my life imagined someone could love me so much. I want to share this love with you, if you will let me. Be blessed today