“And if God cares so wonderfully for flowers, that are here today and thrown into the fire tomorrow, he will certainly care for you. Why do you have so little faith? (Luke 12:28 NLT)
Recently I came across a beautiful poem by an unknown author. The first part of the poem is a metaphor that uses a rose to represent human life. Have you ever looked at the tender buds on a rosebush? When they first come up, the petals are rolled so tightly inside the early buds that it is impossible for human hands to unfold them without causing irreparable harm to the delicate new growth. Only God can unfold a rosebud without tearing it apart; only God can unfold a life without destroying it.
This poem describes God’s tender care:
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?
The second part of the poem call to mind Psalm 37:23-24 (KJV):
“The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord,
And He delights in his way.
Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down;
For the Lord upholds him with His hand.”
The second part of the poem describes what we need to do in response to God’s tender care:
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.
Dearest Heavenly Father,
You created us, watched over us, loved us and saved us. We trust you with this life of ours. Whenever we have tried to take charge of our destiny, we have floundered. Whenever we have tried to shape or unfold the tightly knit fabric of our days, we have ended up bruised and torn. We come to you today with complete trust and surrendering to your wisdom and tender hands. We give you our lives, knowing when you are through unfolding all of our days, we will be as beautiful as a rose in full bloom.
In the name of Jesus, who suffered the thorns so that we could be roses in God’s loving hands,