I found a pleasant surprise as I glanced at my phone just before ending my last class for the week (woohoo!)–a simple, heartwarming message from Kim B, my newest Love Notes pal:
I was praying for you and your sister in my garden.
She enclosed photos of her gorgeous sunflowers (click an image for a closer look]:
The red one!!! Heavenly!
According to a note she sent in July, Kim planted the seeds a little late this year, but as you can see, they’re blooming beautifully. At the end of this emotionally exhausting week they’re my brilliant reminders to continue “facing the sun”.
Her written message telling of praying in the garden has me singing a favorite hymn, “In the Garden.”
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.
The Queen of Gospel, Mahalia Jackson, offers a powerful rendition that deserves a listen:
Be sure to take some time to pray and meditate in the garden this weekend. You’ll experience amazing joy and peace.
Such beautiful flowers and I love the hymn
I’ll be sure to pass your compliment on to Kim. And yes, the hymn is beautiful. Thanks!
Beautiful post, and thanks for sharing the video 🙂 Prayers and good thoughts 🙂
Thanks, Sheila! Hugs…
Mahalia – what a gift from God ;o)
Indeed!
What a lovely post and the flower photos are exquisite, nice job Kim B. I hope you, Chandra can take some time for yourself. Thanks for the lovely letter. Loved the purple flower perfect, for you know who…
Hugs, Christine…
Beautiful photos of beautiful flowers! God gives us so much beauty to enjoy. 🙂
Yes, He does!
Beautiful and glorious words…
Agreed!
I have always especially loved the so very personal affirmation at the end “no other has ever known”
Intimate internal whispers, no fire, wind, or storm, just something still, small, and real. Praying blessings for y’all at a difficult time. 💜
It’s always beautiful to hear or read the words I’m praying for you. It’s like music to my ears because it lets me know that someone is thinking enough of me to cry out to our Father on my behalf. They took the time that they could have used to pray more about themselves and their needs and instead used it to pray for me.