Blooming

Quite a few years ago, a man who knew quite a bit about both God and me told me, "Because you are not a rose or a daisy, you think you are not a flower." Recently, struggling once again with the issues of being someone who doesn't fit the patterns I see around me, I was reminded of the comment. I suspect I am not the only person who struggles with this problem.

Blooming


I may not be a rose or a daisy
Or like any other flower that I've known
I am still a flower in God's garden
An offering to be laid before His throne.


I will bloom where I'm planted
I will bloom in God's time
My petals are unfolding
Displaying God's reason and rhyme.


The pathway that is laid straight before me
May not be the pathway for you
But my Shepherd knows just where He wants me
He knows what it will take to bring me through


I will bloom where I'm planted
I will bloom in God's time
My petals are unfolding
Displaying God's reason and rhyme.


I may not be a rose or a daisy
Or like any other flower that I've known
I am still a flower in God's garden
An offering to be laid before His throne.