Opening

Lord, I've been watching these flowers outside my front window. For about a week now they have been ever so slowly opening. They are not there yet, but they are definitely on their way. I am like those flowers, slowly opening to You. I am reminded of the tail end of Isaiah 61:3 - "They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the LORD for the display of his splendor." I'm not quite there yet, but I long to be. Or am I mistaken? Am I, in more ways than I am realizing, displaying Your splendor? Speak to me, Lord, I will listen...