you would think by my blog title that i actually have a garden, a physical one, not so much the spiritual one implied by the original blog entry...well i don't not really, not right now at least. right now it's my parents 4 overwhelming acres that seems to need to be mowed every other day thanks to the fact fall has not reached north florida yet.
i was praying for insight to view the progress in that spiritual garden though, occasionally i have glimpses of where it's at, in a dream or just simply by asking...this time however the glimpse was not what i had expected. there's a section in my garden that has an arch and my favorite climbing rose; it's shady and calm in that little place, an escape from reality almost, the sheer beauty of its graceful rambling, the buttery softness of the masses of blooms...unexpected because it's been hard to feel or see beauty in anything right now, i was expecting the glimpse of the garden to be dry and rocky with more work, more toil...it was a welcome surprise and a refreshment, an encouragment, to keep plowing, keep digging, keep watering, keep waiting...and a welcome reminder that somethings once planted can develop within us and around us on their own, without our labor; just like when we hide God's word in our heart, it grows from within us, silently, expanding, producing a beauty we could never create on our own.
i was praying for insight to view the progress in that spiritual garden though, occasionally i have glimpses of where it's at, in a dream or just simply by asking...this time however the glimpse was not what i had expected. there's a section in my garden that has an arch and my favorite climbing rose; it's shady and calm in that little place, an escape from reality almost, the sheer beauty of its graceful rambling, the buttery softness of the masses of blooms...unexpected because it's been hard to feel or see beauty in anything right now, i was expecting the glimpse of the garden to be dry and rocky with more work, more toil...it was a welcome surprise and a refreshment, an encouragment, to keep plowing, keep digging, keep watering, keep waiting...and a welcome reminder that somethings once planted can develop within us and around us on their own, without our labor; just like when we hide God's word in our heart, it grows from within us, silently, expanding, producing a beauty we could never create on our own.
