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The Coming Bloom

A seed is planted, a stem breaks forth Leaves appear and buds grow north. In time a blossom begins to form Until a beautiful flower is born. We celebrate the magnanimous bloom Forgetting the seasons from seed to tomb Know times of trial, built the bouquet The perianth and the vibrant display. If your season is barren, missing God’s presence He is pruning and tending until efflorescence. Though you’ve endured pain, doubt and gloom Have faith in the Lord, for the day you bloom.

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Date: 8/3/2025 7:43:00 AM
Such a lovely and faith-filled metaphor—reminding us that growth often happens in hidden, painful seasons. I especially love the line ‘He is pruning and tending until efflorescence.’ A gentle and powerful encouragement to hold on and trust the process.
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