How does one put into words the impact such a piece makes upon them.? It seems all too often and in God's infinite wisdom, that in our lack He bestows upon us the richest of all blessings. To remove the human perception of unfairness is to also remove that blessing. You have been given many gifts; the deep love for your daughter and your precious testimony are two that have blessed my heart- thank you! - Nancy
What a beautiful love grows in your garden! God's heart waters it and it flourishes. Our children are flowers, the broken, the trampled, or those seemingly untouched by sorrow. They are a fragrant bouquet before the eyes of the Father...and we forget sometimes, that God does not see as we see. He sees the 'child' standing whole before His throne. And He pours out all His love and blessing on each flower as it grows here, for He savors the sweet fragrance that fills His heart with joy!
Your poem touched me ... deeply ... Deborah ... it flowed with life. Your daughter has a very, very special mother. May you draw upon the Gardener's strength daily as you tend His precious garden.