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 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.
--Author Unknown
About Me
- pilgrim and stranger
- Let us hold fast the profession of our faith without wavering; (for He is faithful that promised;)
And let us consider one another to provoke unto love and to good works:
Not forsaking the assembling of ourselves together, as the manner of some is; but exhorting one another: and so much the more, as ye see the day approaching.
--Hebrews 10:23-25
For quite some time, the promptings of the Lord (through this Scripture) have been to begin this site as a means of exhortation and encouragement in these times.
God is so great that He is able to use even faulty instruments and weak servants for His purposes.
Your prayers are entreated that this site may fulfill what He chooses for it.
Please read the purpose statement for this site in the first posting.
Disclaimer: While the poster(s) to this site are affiliated with the Apostolic Christian Church of America, this is not an official Apostolic Christian Church website.