I do not see this flower as the flower it is; I see myself. I often feel ready to bloom – to serve God. But not everything is in place for His will to be done and I find myself sitting idle. Ready. Idle. Ready.
When, Lord, will you use me? When can I share my knowledge of you? It is the desire of my heart to be your vessel. Use me, Lord. Your servant is ready.
John 12:26 Whoever serves me must follow me, and where I am, there will my servant be also. Whoever serves me, the Father will honor.