I come to my special garden to meet Someone very special. He loves me
more than anyone does. He is so kind, gentle, loving, compassionate and
forgiving. I walk and talk with Him with such love. I can tell Him all
my heartaches and my heart joys. You see, He is not just my Savior, but
the greatest friend anyone could ever know... I would like for you to meet
Him. Sharing His love and forgiveness is the best gift that you will
ever receive. Won't you join me in my Special Garden of prayer with Jesus?
I would like to thank carol Green for this beautiful one of a kind snow
dome. It is a very special gift and I treasure it dearly. Please - please
do not take. It would break my heart to see it on someone else's
page.
An Original - designed for Wolflady
Contact CS Green for your own special snow-dome
In the garden, the gardener is the one who tends
to the flowers and
plants. He knows each one by name, where
they grow best and what
their individual needs are. He lovingly
cares for them every day.
In life, Jesus is our gardener. He cares
for us. He is our Living Water,
our Bread of Life, and when we are weary and lost,
He will give us
strength and show us the way to freedom.
Next time you are feeling a little lost, remember,
if you call out to
Jesus, He will help you find your way.
(written by Sandy Moffett, Oct 1999)
My thanks and gratitude to her for being such
a loving
and concerned person
Sandy Moffett Music Ministries
http://www2.igalaxy.net/~gregsan
He Called Me By My Name
I dreamed that I was walking
Down a quiet garden path
Searching for some unknown way
That led to peace and rest.
My life had taken many roads
In search of worldly gain
But nothing that I ever found
Could heal my heart of pain.
I asked the gardener on the path
To help me find my way
His piercing eyes touched my soul
And He called me by my name.
Yes, He called me by my name
And my eyes at last could see
The Gardener was the LORD of all
And He said, "Follow Me."
Forever I'll remember
The night my life was changed
He now tends the garden of my heart
And He calls me by my name
He now tends the garden of my heart
And I am forever changed.
Author: June Froese (Mother of Sandy Moffett)
Copyright 1997
Used by permission
