Seeking Sisters:
The most important person in my life growing up was my grandmother. My love for her can’t be understood by anyone other than my Heavenly Father. Based on some of her actions when I was very young, I realize she knew exactly how important she was to me. God truly blessed me with her.
Her favorite hymn was, IN THE GARDEN, by Charles A Miles written in 1913. The words are so beautiful and I didn’t come to appreciate them until after she was gone. I also had no idea it was based on John 20:15-16.
I hope you enjoy the lyrics.
In His Grip,
Tammy
In the Garden
I come to the garden alone,
While the dew is still on the roses,
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses.
Refrain:
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.
He speaks, and the sound of His voice
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing,
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing.
I’d stay in the garden with Him,
Though the night around me be falling,
But He bids me go; through the voice of woe
His voice to me is calling.