The Garden of My Heart



One day while thinking about my garden ~
God showed me how I could think about my
soul in a different way. As with a flower garden!
God gave us this beautiful garden (our soul). ~
It is a beautiful garden with every kind of
flower that He envisions for us. He is giving
us this garden to tend to and we are free
to do whatever we want with our garden.
When we die, we present to God our garden
that He first gave to us. I thought about
everything that it takes to make a beautiful
garden and how much deliberate effort it
takes to keep the garden free of weeds and
the flowers blooming.



A garden needs sunshine, which I see is God
and His love for us. A garden needs water,
which I see is the life-giving grace that He
freely gives to us. In order to have strong and
beautiful flowers and plants, fertilizer is needed to
feed and nourish the soil and the flowers. In order
for a garden to do well, the soil needs to be
tilled and broken up. I see this as the struggles
and problems we have in our life. God lets things
happen in our life in order to soften and nourish
the ground (our soul) so that the flowers can have
a perfect environment to grow.





By cooperating with the grace that God gives
us and being open to His will, we are allowing the seeds
that He has sown for us to grow. Of course a garden
has weeds that always seem to pop up {human problems}.
Unless we keep control of these weeds they can
overtake our garden and choke out all the flowers
that were thriving. I see the weeds as the sin
and vice that can be in our lives and that can keep us
from being more closely united to God.
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We are free to ignore or pay attention to Our
personal gift from God. God planted the flowers and
it's up to us to nourish and tend our garden.
Finally I see that We never planted the flowers
and the plants in our garden. Our garden is perfectly
suited for us according to Gods eternal plan. God
planted the flowers and it's up to us to nourish
and tend our garden so that everything God has
planned for us can truly be, and that at the end of
our life our garden will be most pleasing to
our "Father."





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