Patient In Hope - Advent - Hope

 

The blossom sleeps in winter’s cold
Nestled beneath the soil,
And, with the advent of springs warmth,
Begins its work and toil.
 
Then, breaking through the dirt, it grows
Into unfolding plumes
That reflect summer’s bright sunshine
In all its joyous blooms.
 
It is with that same patient hope
That we will someday grow
To reflect back the grace of God
That we have come to know.
 
We are still buried in the loam
Of this, our sinful world,
But, patient in our hope, we’ll grow
Into His blooms unfurled!
 
8:25
But if we hope for what we do not see, we wait for it with patience.