I Know the Gardener
September 19, 2011 § 1 Comment
My Father is the gardener. ~John 15:1
It is a comforting thought that trouble, in whatever form it comes to us, is a heavenly messenger that brings us something from God. Outwardly it may appear painful or even destructive, but inwardly its spiritual work produces blessings. Many of the richest blessings we have inherited are the fruit of sorrow or pain. We should never forget that redemption, the world’s greatest blessing, is the fruit of the world’s greatest sorrow. And whenever a time of deep pruning comes and the knife cuts deeply and the pain is severe, what an inexpressible comfort it is to know:”My Father is the gardener.”
~Streams in the Dessert by L.B. Cowman entry for September 19, p. 356
There is more to life this Monday. May we praise Him even when the shears are nipping and the branches are falling all around us. For we know the hand and the heart of the Gardener.