One day you will look back and see that all along, you were blooming. ― Morgan Harper Nichols
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk to blossom.
Budding PrayerDearGod, You know what I can be
And what longs to be freeFrom fears--- to be torn down
My buds to be a crownOf sweet generosity.
Warm my heart So I can bloom.My life a drop Of sweet perfume.
If every flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.
– Therese of Lisieux
Life runs the long distance race.The years go at rapid pace,
Tho' our morn fades to afternoon,My soul is a forever bloom.
As newborn babes, desire the pure milk of the word, that you may grow.
------1 Peter 2:2-3
The purpose of life is not to find perfect happiness. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.
------ Ralph Waldo Emerson