What comes to mind when you think of a Master Gardener?
Overalls, gloves, shovel, and spade,
Constantly caring for the garden she’s made.
Well, let me paint another picture for you:
The Master Gardner I know doesn’t need a plow or a hoe.
She is Gardening for God, I know that may sound odd-
And so I will explain…
She starts by collecting seeds,
Which she gets from the Bible she reads.
She patiently waits for the soil to be ready and carefully plants the seeds.
A new fragile growth begins to sprout- she prays it can withstand the weeds.
She shines like the sun, beams of warmth radiate.
Energy, life, love: God’s spirit permeates.
Then it is time to wait, put in God hands to cultivate.
Prayer is the water
The Spirit is the sun
She faithfully tends to God’s Garden- Her work is never done.
I imagine it is hard sometimes to never get to see,
What have become of all her planted seeds.
I wish there were a way for her to see the beautiful Garden that lives inside of me.
Dedicated to Kimberly Garten