Unfolding The Rose
A young new preacher was walking along with an older, more seasoned preacher in the garden one day. Feeling
a bit insecure about what Yahveh 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.
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 Yahveh's Wil for his life and ministry.
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 Yahveh's design;
But I cannot unfold the petals, With these clumsy hands of mine.
The secret
of unfolding flowers, Isn't known to such as I.
Yahveh opens this flower so sweetly, While in
my hands it would surely die.
If I cannot unfold a rosebud, This flower of Yahveh's design,
Then how can I have
the wisdom, To unfold this life of mine?
So I'll trust Him for leading me, Every moment of my day.
I
will look to Him for guidance, Each step along the way.
For the path that lies before me, Only my Heavenly Father knows.
I'll trust Him to unfold each moment,
Just as He unfolds the rose.
Let go and let Yahveh Yashua unfold your life!!
