Each one of us is like a beautiful garden... one which God our Father works tirelessly in... Gently he tills the soil beneath us, carefully turning it over and removing harmful weeds that choke off the richness of His blessings he so graciously affords us. At times pruning the dead branches that have gone awry and secretly drain our color in life. Tenderly He dotes on us, whispering to our souls words of wisdom... come this way, reach a little higher, rest now... always, always watering our thirsty lives with His merciful love, the water of life... Look up My beauty, into the brilliance of My light, for I will help you grow into the glorious rose that I planted in the garden of My heart... I will nurture you into the full measure of My grace, for you are My bride... God did not come down from heaven, put on human skin, suffer and die to leave you unattended... He has cultivated the soil of life that you may grow strong and rich in His grace... He has not left you alone to blindly find your way, no He comes each and every day to the garden of His heart to adorn his children with graces of untold glory... Reach for Him. Touch the scars on the palms of His hands. Allow His tenderness to embrace you, cradle you as the precious rose that you are... One day at a time we grow in grace as we hold onto the hands that first reached out to us... the very hands that created us out of love, for love... He chose you. He adores you. You are cherished by the author of love itself. In the most glorious name of all time , I bless you today... Jesus the Christ TheUnknownSoul.net |