There's not a plant or flower below, But makes Thy glories known…
Gardens give us hope. Each day the glories in a garden beckon us to sling open life's gate, to celebrate moments, and to cultivate spots to start again. Through ever-changing seasons, a garden displays life's contrasts: sun and shadow, sweet and sour, beginnings and endings. Life's losses are like garden compost, full of rich nutrients that in time can enlarge our hearts and grow our spirit. My prayer is that this web site will encourage you to hope in what you cannot see and to behave like you believe something beautiful will grow again in your broken heart. Never forget that God’s glory shines brightest and best when you faithfully live out each day—whatever happens.
For everything comes from him, everything exists by his power and is intended for his glory.
To him be glory evermore.
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendor in the grass,
Of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering …