The Faith of a Flower

Sometimes Lord I don't know where I am going, or why I have suddenly stopped growing.  I remember how I used to dance all day with the sun, everyday was a new day that had just begun. My roots were planted so firm in the ground and nothing could ever turn me around. Today I am nothing of what I used to be, but this oh Lord I know you see. My petals were once a vibrant red,  but see how they are almost dead. 

Am I just a wilted flower that is waiting in vain, or are you going to bring down the rain? Is there something that I must learn in this season? Please tell me oh Lord that there is a reason.  Is this just a test to see what I will do and if I will place my trust in you? But my Lord, you already know I believe, please I'm begging you make this drought leave! 

When no answer is found I search for your presence within, and you whisper to me,"let the journey begin." Suddenly this peace falls over me, and it is then that I can finally see. Father, You asked me to have faith as small as a seed, and that this oh Lord is all I need. I admit I had doubts in my heart that you would not come through, and I never fully put my faith in you. I once was blind but now I see the light, and now I see the end in sight. I know not when you will come through, but I know that I believe in you. I want to thank you for all the seasons of rain, and for all I've been taught in my seasons of pain. I wait without worry, enjoying each day, while lifting my hands to you as I pray. In God's perfect time the sky's opened and the rain trickled down, and I felt every drop as it hit the ground.  When the showers had ended the sun came out to play, and I knew that God would make things ok.