Gardens Speak

Gardens speak….

“Be still and know that I am God.”

In a world full of imperfections, gardens soothe the soul. Gardens somehow allow us to breathe deep and feel at ease.. All the stress and woes of the world seem to fade away as I stroll among the beauty of the garden.. I don’t even have to say a word and somehow, the gardens speak. I feel at peace.

Recently, I entered a quiet, new world without my voice. Today,, I was finally diagnosed with a nuerological disorder that attacks that throat and vocal chords. Spasmodic Distonia is extremely rare, affecting just .004% of the population. It is a strange phenomenon not being able to speak. So many thoughts and emotions in my head seem hidden. It is nice to be reminded that gardens speak without the use of a single word.

Oxblood Lilies and Spider Lilies bring hope and a feeling of renewal, as they bloom at the end of an exhaustingly hot summer. Daffodils and Crocus bring cheerfulness and delight as they bloom after a long winter. Paperwhites delight the senses with the sweet aroma of purity and grace. Rain Lilies teach us gratitude and thankfulness, Roses represent love and Sunflowers make us smile.

I could go on and on about the ways flowers and gardens speak to the soul.. I find it only fitting that the One who created it all chooses to reveal Himself through nature. I don’t find it accidental that He placed Adam and Eve in the garden, and walked with them in the cool of the morning. If we are quiet and listen, we can see ad hear the beauty of His perfect handiwork. Nothing is accidental to God…not even my new quiet, imperfect world. The Lord, who breathed into the earth the splendor of His creation, didn’t miss a single thing. His creation is perfect….every ounce of it. My voice is temporary, but my soul is eternal. Everything good under the sun has been created by the Lord above. I am grateful for the moments I have in the garden as they speak…..

“Be still, and know that I am God.”

“The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases. His mercies never come to an end. They are new every morning. Great is Thy faithfulness, oh Lord.”

Happy Gardening, my friends!