I planted some bulbs last fall. Brown and dead looking they were, but with hope I covered them over. Now it is Spring and out in my garden I saw some cracks in the earth where the bulbs were planted. Soon some green tips appeared, then some leaves, and I know that one day a bud will appear and it follows that a bright golden bloom will brighten my Spring garden and like magic there will be purple and blue and pink so delicate and beautiful and out of place on the brown dirt.
I planted a prayer, and like the bulb it was without life until faith and the Holy Spirit worked a miracle, and God would make something beautiful come forth. At first nothing, then a sign of something, a further word or sign, and I can hope in the answer that the prayer has life and will bring forth that which God has intended, for His will is over all things.
We have only to set in motion by “planting”. He will do the rest.