In The Garden
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Written on May 25, 2025
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there are days when I feel lonely
yet, I remember
while Adam still lived in the garden
where the moments felt like hours
where blessings flowed from the wonders
where hope beckoned from the shadows
reminding Adam, revealing to Eve
the kindness, the peace, the promise
of love that would never fade away
love that is alive, more powerful than the light
as He walks with them through the garden
silencing all their fears
wiping away each tear
encouraging love so real….
there are days when I just don’t know
yet, I can feel His love
rising up inside my soul, as I trudge
past the pain, past the heartbreak
through the losses – not counting the cost
of loving without conditions, with a love
that comes from His gift to me
love that rises up to meet me as I weep
love that restores the gentle in me
love that refuses to see the worst
as more than a lesson, more than a message
to the heart who needs to gather
from the garden…
peace that never leaves, peace that agrees
His love is with me, through everything
inviting me to listen to stillness, the truth
abiding inside the one who hears, such security
in knowing the One who prayed, in the garden
murmuring, “Thy Will be done”
even in His pain, despite the agony
of a cross that could kill the body,
a cross that could leave the heart silent
a cross that could silence the hope…
while reassuring the soul, this is the story He wrote
across the burning hearts, the spirits
of those who believe He has risen
and He’s given each of us a second chance
as we pass through the storms, walk in our gardens
praying for the right words, the right dreams, the right
that assures us we’re right with our Maker,
right with this Creator, who put Adam and Eve in the garden,
then came to them, each evening – walking with them
seeking a relationship that would never grow cold,
a bond between the Father and the child
that was the source of a love so tender, so alive…
in the garden, He blessed the sacred grown
and it grew – joy and hope
feelings that were meant to restore the heart’s faith
grace that would cause each fear to melt away
love that would silence the darkness of hate
light from One who is the reason I pray…
for love to rise up and silence my sin, reminding me
why I am living for Him, the One who is love, light and more
He is the answer to every fear I’ve known
He is the answer to every tear I’ve worn
He is the reason I know – even though evil thought it’d won
God, while walking through His garden…
revived His only Son – oh, look what love has done!
Just look what love has done!!!
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2025
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