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Friday, October 26, 2012
I Come to the Garden Alone
Changed into old jeans and a t-shirt, shoes which once were white and now have turned green, a sweat band beneath a straw hat...with a pink flower and pink gloves...well, after all I am a female and I like pretty things.
Armed for battle, I headed outside and thanked God for such a beautiful day. During yard work, God and I commune. I'm reminded of the hymn "I Come to the Garden Alone" and the line: "And He walks with me, and He talks with me, and He tells me I am His own." Without Him, I could not have accomplished that mountain of chores.
Satan doesn't like our relationship. While mowing the front lawn, suddenly I was seized with a terrible cramping in my toes. They turned under completely and the ligament above my heel tightened. Finally, I hobbled inside and my hubby helped rub my foot to ease the pain, while I called out for God to take this affliction from me so I could finish what needed to be done.
And he did.
I spent the rest of the time outdoors giving thanks to Him for his faithfulness.
Psalm 100: Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth. Worship the LORD with gladness; come before him with joyful songs. Know that the LORD is God. It is he who made us and we are his; we are his people the sheep of his pasture.
Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise; give thanks to him and praise his name. For the LORD is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations. (NIV)
It's important that we do give thanks to Him for our answered prayers and all of our blessings. Do you remember to thank Him for little things as well as big things? Do you have a special place where you and God commune?