A Hidden Promise

Natalie Sleeth wrote a beautiful hymn in 1986, words which have inspired me many times, and prompted the photo you see here.

In the bulb there is a flower,
In the seed, an apple tree; 
In cocoons a hidden promise; 
Butterflies will soon be free!
In the snow and cold of winter 
There’s a spring that waits to be,
Unrevealed until it’s season,
Something God alone can see.


There’s a song in every silence,
Seeking word and melody;
There’s a dawn in every darkness,
Bringing hope to you and me.
From the past will come the future; 
what it holds, a mystery,
Unrevealed until it’s season, 
something God alone can see.


In our end is our beginning; in our time, infinity;
In our doubt there is believing; in our life, eternity.
In our death, a resurrection; at the last, a victory, 
Unrevealed until it’s season, something God alone can see.

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