Finding flowers in the prayer garden was a nice surprise. I’d been seeking solutions, a way to deal with current issues, and a place to find that needed peace. But I wasn’t expecting the flowers in the garden to bring this kind of peace and rest to my heart.
I needed rest for my heart.
I felt bruised, damaged, and injured by recent events, but I knew the answer would come from prayer.
New in the community, new in the house, and I felt so totally alone. I felt as if I couldn’t deal with one more thing, and every day had been one more disaster.
Until this night.
I sat in the garden, on a small bench left by previous owners, appreciating the flowers sprinkled through overgrown evergreens. I hadn’t even had time to stroll through the garden. I hadn’t known they were there.
But now… I sat quietly appreciating the aroma of pretty flowers, delightful pine scents, and slowly dripping rain.
I felt the rain.
The thought of my mother wiping God’s blessings from her face, as she rested near the window, where she passed a few days later, came to mind. Blessings. God’s blessings came as rain, dripping from scattered clouds in the sky.
I closed my eyes to consider…
Meanwhile, in these days of learning, I needed to experience the rain.
2 Chronicles 10:6-7
Then King Rehoboam consulted with the elders who had served his father Solomon while he was still alive, saying, “How do you counsel me to answer this people?” They spoke to him, saying, “If you will be kind to this people and please them and speak good words to them, then they will be your servants forever.”
I knew how to lead, and I had a tender heart, but how could I continue to lead, if they did not listen. I leaned back against the tree that grew in the garden, a tree dying from lack of care over the years, but a tree that still offered comfort, and a few leaves sparsely scattered amid the branches. I looked up and realized it also housed a squirrel, and provided perches for birds.
You will make known to me the path of life; In Your presence is fullness of joy; In Your right hand there are pleasures forever.
There, my path was known, his presence in fullness of joy, and I knew God would provide his pleasures forever to my life. All I had to do was seek Him, and He would provide.
There in the garden, where flowers grew, a tree withered, and shrubs outlined the paths, I learned the secret of life. Seek God.