Skunk cabbage, that is what it’s called.
That really is its name,
And even though it’s accurate
That’s not its greatest claim.
Where the saltwater flows,
That cheerful blossom sweetly blooms
Where the tide comes and goes.
Within the dank mudflat
Then there is hope that we can bloom,
Though we may still doubt that.
And redeemed us from sin.
The muck and mire of our past…
We’re not who we have been.
That you still stand in mire,
Instead, praise Him for every chance
To bloom and to inspire.
Will do much more for you.
His love is greater than your sin,
For His grace blooms in you.
In that day you will know that I am in my Father, and you
in me, and I in you.
Friday, March 28, 2025
Blooming In The Mud
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