I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear, falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses
And He walks with me
And He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known
(Words and Music by Charles Austin Miles, 1913)
I have sang this hymn many times, but it was never a hymn of worship for me until this morning. A friend commented on my blog that she feels closer to God in the garden than anywhere else. Now I knew I love being in my yard and I go there every time I get the chance. I love just walking there along the stepping stones I've placed for my enjoyment, I love pulling weeds, and I love enjoying my plants that God causes to grow. I love talking to God there, but I don't think I realized that the reason I love it so much is because of what Shirley said. I do feel close to God there and that is why I escape to it every chance I get. His presence is everywhere I am, but I feel especially close to him in my yard. It's my miracle that He gave me. He provided this for me because I am His and He loves me. Many of you have had a part in "my miracle" and I thank you and love you.
God is so incredible!