Blooming where You planted me..

Master Gardener, help me be

Content with where You’ve planted me;

You carefully place each seed you sow,

And choose the soil to make it grow,

A shady nook or sunlit plot,

A wooded glen or garden spot;

And when you send the storm and shower,

You give me strength and inner power;

All things come that You might be

Glorified, my God, in me;

And so I’ll lift my flowers high,

To cheer and bless each passerby;

And may they see within my face

The beauty of Your love and grace;

So help me, Lord, to ever be

Blooming where You planted me.

~ Wm. Claire Greiner ~