In the Master’s garden we were planted –
with His own hands this is so,
to bloom where we are planted –
to let the seeds of His love, in us grow.

Each one of us is so very special –
In His eyes that was the plan,
each one so unique but different –
cradled and cared for in His hands.

He didn’t plant us to sit and be useless –
but to spread our wings and find our place,
gently seasoned and blessed with gifts –
for us to share with the human race.

The talents He gave to each are many –
though at times, we may doubt,
we can make a difference if we choose too –
and show the world what love is about.

He placed us on this earth, that’s certain –
and sometimes we may wonder why,
but if we just bloom where we are planted –
love and friendship will take root,
in folks who are just passing by.

It was no mistake that we were planted –
in the Master’s garden from above,
to lend a shoulder for others to cry on –
and a heart to touch them with our love.

Though we, ourselves, are often burdened –
feeling sad, lost, or perhaps down and out,
just bloom where we are planted –
and spread good cheer all about.

In humility, we pray to God always -
with shouts of cheer and songs of praise,
and just to bloom where we are planted –
and all our worries will fade away!

Just being present to help others –
and not to care where we have landed,
trusting in our mission from the Master –
just to bloom where we are planted!

© Deacon Steve A. Politte
Jan. 2, 2006
















 
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