Images of the Community Garden at Lynden Methodist Church.
I just know that in His heart, our Father is a gardener. He reminds us to consider lilies, to sow seed on good ground, and he tells us that we are branches and Jesus is our vine. When the earth was only days old, He planted a garden for Adam and Eve. He walked with them there, in the cool of the day.
I can't imagine life without a garden.
IN THE GARDEN
I come to the garden alone,
while the dew is still on the roses--
and the voice I hear
falling on my ear
the Son of God
I'd stay in the garden with Him
though the night around me be falling,
but he bids me go
through the voice of woe
His voice to me
And He walks with me and He talk with me;
and He tells me I am His own
and the joy we share
as we tarry there