A Day of Reverence

I never garden on Sunday.

It is my day of gratitude.

A single day among seven to rest from the labors of the week

and the cares of the world

A day to rejoice in God's many creations without lifting a shovel

A day to renew.

I feel of His presence

and in my quiet contemplation 

receive sweet affirmation that He lives and loves his children deeply

of which I witness daily

as I observe the miracles that nature unfolds within my garden walls.

A day of reflection.

I honor Him this day-

this beautiful Sabbath day

on which I render thanks for all that I've have been blessed with

my life... my family 

this beautiful garden from whence I learn of life and love and living.

A day of reverence.

I can't even imagine a week without such a day...