If prayers seem to fail and faith has grown weak

     Remember God comes to all those who seek

     His timing and methods are not ours to know

     The seed can't envision what's needed to grow

     The trials of living with all of their pain

     Are merely like darkness accompanying the rain

     The blooming spring flower speaks of a fate

     Well worth the struggle and much needed wait

     The depths of its beauty shall be a surprise

     To the unsightly soil from which it must rise

     Would our Father not place as lovely a plan

     In the seed of our life, as He became man

     Can we hold to this promise in our darkest hour

     Asking the seed to imagine the flower