| Wildflower |
| A spiritual rendition |
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| Newbirth |
| I've faced the hardest times I could imagine many times my eyes fought back the tears and when my peaceful world was about to fall in each time my slender shoulders bore the weight of all my fears and the sorrow no one hears still rings in midnight silence, in my ear. When I cry, I hold back the tears when I dream, i'm full of fear let the rain fall down upon me I'm a withered restless flower, growing wild. If by chance Jesus could hold me let him hold me for all time if allowed, he would possess me and he will pick me from my garden of sin. Be careful how you touch me for I will awaken sleep's the only freedom, from my pain and when you look into my life you won't believe the way I'm always paying for a debt I never owe the silent wind from Jesus whispers where only I can hear, deep in my soul So let me cry, Jesus will dry my eyes so let me dream, for I am set free let the spirit fall down, fresh on me i'm a free and gentle flower, I am his child. rendition by Vernetha Mims 2000 Even a beautiful garden of flowers can be blemished and what causes the blemish is, no up keep where weeds start growing, wild thorns grow and choke the flowers, trash drifted in by a breeze ruining its beauty. If left un-watered the beautiful flowers will wilter and die. That's why every now and then some watering and pruning must be done to keep the beauty in a garden. In our lives today, we have allowed trash, weeds and a lack of water destroy our spirit and beauty. When we have no spirit nor beauty we begin to look like our environment. With God in our lives, he will swip away the trash cluttered around us. He'll pull up the weeds that are stunting our growth, heal afflictions destroying our beauty. He'll break up the fallow ground that is parched by the sun planting new seeds deep in us so when there's heavy rain, we will only receive the nourishment that will saturate our situations and cause growth. When the winds blow, our seeds will be so deeply rooted they can not harm us. As he pours his spirit over and around us as his blanket of covering, we are now stedfast and un-movable. We can master any storm with the strength of a palm tree that leans with the heavy winds but never break and when the storm is over, stand tall. So as a wildflower, let his spirit fall fresh on you, now a free and gentle flower, you are his child. Thank you and may God add a blessing to the reader If you would like for me to agree with you in prayer or you don't know Jesus and it is your desire, click |
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