I heard the words “Walking in the Garden” inside of me and I knew it was time for another poem to be written. This is one of my personal favorites. It came in December of 1994.
Walking in the Garden, in the cool of the day, waiting for Your Voice to come, to hear what You would say.
This daily task I find myself anticipating with joy. Like a father who speaks to his son while just a little boy.
The time we spend together is so precious to me. By quiet streams and green grasses are the places where You lead.
Sometimes I hear You say things that I just don’t understand. My flesh rejects the suggestion while my heart accepts the command.
It’s not always easy to obey You when I really count the cost. But then Your Spirit reminds me where I’d be if I were still lost.
So not knowing what lies ahead of this next step of faith, I look to Your Word which says I can do all things by Your grace.
Please help me in these times of doubt when fear tries to creep in. My heart’s desire is to serve You, Lord, and not to give in to sin.
Thank You for the promised victory to those who will obey. And the chance to talk with You in the Garden yet another day.
