God
watered my garden this
morning
He
knew I was tired from the
day before
Of all
the weeding done down on my
knees
My
body had become aching and
sore.
This
is how God takes care of
little things
When
we began to ask and implore
He
then sends a little blessing
Straight
from heaven to water galore.
None
can water like our Father in
heaven
Although
we try many times
It
seems as when we water our
garden
In the
dryness it disperses and
declines.
But
a little shower from heaven
Oh,
how it makes our garden
flourish
As the
little plants began to bloom
And
Jesus begins to nourish.
It's
as though life has again
been renewed
The
tender leaves began to
spring forth
And
the flowers began to bud and
bloom
Sweet
rain, water droplets of
worth
Showered
down treasures to earth.
Much
like a heart arrayed as an
empty vase
Needing
rekindling of Sovereign
Grace
Once
caressing the bouquet of
loving bloom
Now
dried and withered lacking
fragrant perfume
In
essence of spring,
flowing waters return
And
gently drives away the gloom
How
sweet when Jesus lets the
water flow
And
waters the garden of our
soul.
Blessings,
Danna Robinette
2005
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Midi:
How Great Thou Art
By:
Bob Barnes
