See that tiny little blossom,
That knows not a single care
As it lifts its petals toward the sun
And blows freely in the air.
It pictures what my faith is like
Trusting fully in my Lord
Walking with my hand in His
And grounded in His Word.
The stem that holds my life upright
Above the grime of this old world
Is rooted in God s faithfulness
And guarded as a pearl.
The leaves so green and beautiful
Depict His amazing Grace
The blossom, moving, full of joy,
Reflects the image of His face.
He loves my life, He loves my soul,
And keeps them safe from harm,
Through the trials and circumstance
I feel no real alarm.
As I grow He molds me like His Son,
With the utmost love
Preparing me to join them both
In glory up above.
~ Joyce Guy ~
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