The Heavenly Gardener
So many have sought to explain
But I think my truest conception
Was formed in the midst of pain
A maker, a savior, a shelter, a friend
Someone you can rely on till the end
All of the above ascribed to you
But heavenly gardener the one so true
The reason I'd like to say this
Is because I have truly seen
The heavenly gardeners work
When the garden a mess had been.
No birds sang in that garden
No roses blossomed, no fruits grew
No beautiful autumn leaves fell
I no longer had faith in you!
When clods of earth were cold and hard
Faith and hope completely marred
Grace watered the garden of pain
Caused flowers to bloom, grow again.
When weeds of doubt and anger
Pulled me down, strangled all hope
Your love watered the garden
In darkness no longer did I grope
In that dreary earth you sowed
The seeds of hope in me
That now into a beautiful garden
Will grow for all eternity !!!
~ Judy Doyle ~