Thursday, November 1, 2007

That seed

At the backyard of my house,
You came in,
With that small pot of seeds,
You hand them all to me,
Asking me to water them,
I thought I hesitated for awhile,
But You gave me Your assurance,

You told me that it will take awhile,
Because those seeds doesn't grow overnight,
But I'll continue to water them,
Hoping that they will grow eventually,
I'm ready,
I'm ready to wait,
I'm ready to trust.

Hoping for those seeds to grow,
That they will beautify my backyard,
And people will be so amazed,
That they stand in awe,
Looking at what You have done.


The most simplest thing to do, is always the most difficult.

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