As we approach the garden gates, cars pass by, merchants sale their wares, people gaze at the scenery and take in the majesty and splendor of our maker. It's a moment right before we cross the threshold and we begin a transport into the past....it's a moment when your heart remembers what took place over 2,000 years ago. Crossing the threshold, your eyes are filled with beauty and a serenity that is beyond compare.
This garden is not like any other, you see white rock-lined paths of red earth. There are olive trees of mass poportion and conifers that tower at least 45-50 feet high. As you listen to the muffled sounds outside the garden walls....you can almost hear the trees telling a tale of a king who was praying feverently to His Father to spare Him. It's a tender moment and it fills your heart to the point of tears. As we each find our place to pray....I am drawn to a corner where the floor is covered with pine needles and a sweet sparrow beckons us to sit....
As we begin to pray our prayer of thanksgiving everything else seems to shut off. There is a queitness around us that can only be explained as the Presence of God. Thoughts of Loved ones fill our minds as we pray and we feel as someone has come along side of us to help guide us in our prayers. The emotions of being in the same place as Jesus and being in prayer with him are almost too much to bear as we lift our hearts to him. Truly the Lord was with us in this place as all of the travlers were also touched by his hand. We are so thankfull that he has allowed us to share in this wonderfull place where he walked......Until we see each other again.... May the Lord Bless you and keep you all the days of your life..........Val & Kathy
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