Delicate Flower

Like a delicate flower

Finds the strength

To spring back up slowly

After the rain beats it down,

I find the strength

To spring back up slowly

After my God 

Takes all the Weight

And all the burdens  

I've been carrying

Into HIS own hands

And just like the flower,

I am watered,

refreshed,

And all the more beautiful

At the end of the storm

I am a delicate, beautiful flower

with an indescribable strength

that comes from HIM

And He said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness." Therefore; most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me... II Corinthians 13:9