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Garden Prayer

The Botanical Gardens. Here I sit on a bench by a brook, in the shade of a clump of bamboo trees. I feel the breeze on my face, I see ants and dragonflies, and I watch water bugs dancing in the still parts of the water. When I close my eyes, I hear the babbling water, a variety of birds singing–their songs layered on top of each other–the calls of cicadas and other insects, and the rustling of wind in the leaves.

The air smells fresh, with a faint scent of honeysuckle or some other sweet bloom. A fat monitor lizard, a foot or  so long, forages among the grass and fallen leaves on the hill across the brook from where I sit. His forked tongue extends and retracts as he explores his surroundings, searching for food.  Monkeys play in the trees just over the hill.

You refresh my soul. There are things that weigh heavy on my heart, Lord. Things I came to lay at Your feet. I am not trying to answer them (I don’t think!) or tell You how to answer them. No agenda, I just want to bring them to You, like You’ve been teaching me to. I believe You are in control. KING OF KINGS.

The earth is the LORD’s and everything in it. The world, and all who live in it. Psalm 24:1

The Lord uses nature to refresh my soul. What does He use to refresh yours?

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