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The secret is out: I love gardens!  I love everything about it ……… the colors, the smells – the huge variety – it really leaves me breathless and astonished.  I marvel at creation and how beautiful it is.  I plant flowers without a plan.  I love seeing them surprise me in unexpected places.  And I can keep writing ………………

BUT it made me think today ……….. it’s Good Friday.  Maybe not all gardens are that nice.  I remember Jesus in the garden of Gethsemane.  Alone ……….. kneeled down … praying.  In fact praying so hard that His sweat became like blood drops.  He was isolated and carrying the weight of humanity – literally.  I doubt if there was time to smell the roses or see the butterflies hiding in the nectar of a sweet petal.  But His garden experience brought life to all of us in our own garden of Gethsemane.  May the news of Good Friday be good to you too.