I love gardens because of what I find there. Each flower is a masterpiece of the creator. Some look like an artist has taken the tiniest paint brush and applied delicate lines or dots of paint to their centers.
The varieties of shades make it difficult to put a name to the various colors of reds, pinks, yellows, whites, purples.
Some have a strong fragrance while others have a subtle scent and some have none at all but that does not take away the pleasure of their beauty.
A garden can be a variety of flowers spread across a vast landscape
or it can be a pot hanging from a house.
When I am around flowers I sense my creator.
He knew that for all generations there would be those who found Him in these things of beauty.
The hymn In the Garden, written in 1912 by C. Austin Miles, a hymn writer and church music director, came about when this amateur photographer was waiting for film to develop. He saw a vision of Mary Magdalene visiting the empty tomb. He saw her leave the tomb and walk into the garden where she met the Master and heard Him speak her name.
When the vision ended the words of the song poured out of him. Later that evening he composed the musical score.
Now almost 100 years later this song is still sung, and treasured, as it brings together the creator with his creation. What a perfect song for this Lenten season.