🚶‍♀️ Some mornings, before the day’s noise begins, I step into the garden. I don’t go with a list or a tool in hand. I simply walk. The air is cool, the light soft, and the plants greet me in their own quiet way. These walks have become one of my deepest forms of prayer….
🌿A Gentle Start: The Gift of Rest In a culture that praises hustle and constant productivity, the garden quietly reminds us that rest is not wasted time—it’s holy time.The Sabbath, woven into creation itself, is God’s invitation to cease striving and delight in what He has already made. In the garden, a Sabbath rhythm means…
Lessons rooted in soil, struggle, and the grace to begin again 🌿 Opening Reflection: Not Just Surviving—Rooting Deeper I used to think resilience meant bouncing back. Springing up. Staying strong. But the garden has taught me a different definition—one that is slower, deeper, and often quieter. Resilience, in the garden, looks like: Spiritual and physical…
