Glenda Mills

Hope That Doesn't Disappoint

My Rose Garden

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Alone—I enter the garden, where Jesus waits for me.

Alone—I sense His presence, The One who died for me.

Alone—I hear Him whisper, “My child I’m  alive—not dead!

“Look at my scars, touch my hands. Believe—It’s just as I said!”

  “My body and blood was enough— Atoning sacrifice for all sin.”

 Those who come to the Lamb of God need never doubt again.”

“Put your finger here and see my hands. Put your hand into the wound in my side.
Don’t be faithless any longer. Believe”  (John 20: 27 NLT).

 

10 thoughts on “My Rose Garden

  1. I come to the garden . . . with you . . . thank you for sharing these beautiful thoughts and pictures!

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  2. Love all your beautiful rose pictures and words!! You’re becoming quite the photographer;)

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  3. Absolutely beautiful, Glenda! Roses have always been my favorite and you so beautifully matched your words to the picture.

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  4. Wow Sweetie, what beautiful poetry and pictures. God truly gets the glory in this.

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  5. “I pray that Christ will be more and more at home in your hearts as you trust in Him. May your roots go down deep into the soil of God’s marvelous love.” (Eph. 3:17 NLT)

    Glenda – I LOVE this NLT version of this verse. Thank you for taking us on your walk in the garden with you.

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    • Becky,
      I only wish you were here in person. I would love to walk with you and my daughter Becky! So glad God connected us through cyberspace. What an amazing gift of friendships that come our way, yours especially. God bless you!

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