July 22nd, 2012

I Come to the Garden

Toby and I woke up early this morning. We left the sleepy-heads in bed while we ventured out into the garden. It rained last night, and everything was glistening with early morning light.


This is my favorite time of day, and my favorite place on Earth. In this special, quiet time, I remembered the words of an old hymn my grandmother, Annie, taught me.

“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 tells me I am His own. And the joy we share as we tarry there, none other has ever known.”

The song was written in 1912 by C. Austin Miles. I wonder if he knew, that 100 years later, his beautiful words would mean so much to someone.

Even the spider webs were beautiful this morning.

Take a few moments every so often for some quiet time of your own. Remember your grandmother or the words of an old song. Pray, or just be silent and listen to God speak to you. To truly flourish, we need to feed our minds, our bodies and our souls.

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4 Responses

  • Cindy Ensminger said:

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  • What a lovely blog post! I think I am in love with Toby, what a cutie:)

  • Marilyn Barnes said:

    Beautiful.. I have always loved that hymn. I learned it in elementary school and have sung it many times while in my garden alone, watering my flowers or just sitting outside enjoying them. It always reminds me that God is there with me and I am never really alone. Love your blog..

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