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| Concord Center: Photo by CP |
The trees are budding
with hope and promise
of leafy beauty soon to come and stay
until November’s chill strips bare again
their shades of summer green…
What’s budding in me, Lord?
What promise and hope will you, this spring,
draw forth and bring to life?
What growth have you in mind for me?
What change buds now within my soul
to blossom soon in words and deeds?
What’s yet unknown to even me
buds green with growth from deep within,
calling me to something new:
to be more than I’ve ever been,
to do more than I’ve ever done,
to grow in ways I’ve not yet dreamed…
Coax and charm, cajole, compel
what’s budding in my heart and soul
to come to life and blossom
with the fragrance of your grace…
Open up to thrive this spring,
the hope and promise you desire
to bring to life in me, Lord:
your gift, your grace and glory…
