There is one garden which has hedges and small shrubs lined in perfect symmetry and every bush is clipped with a precise evenness. There is another garden that looks like a mysterious overgrown sanctuary of secret pathways and shady intimate havens.
I want to stop and admire the blooms in the country cottage yard, the one with the gorgeous roses that fill their space with colour and a sweet perfume and then there are the gardens with tall gums that provide shelter and a nature fuelled harmony of birds and cicadas.
I love them all and as I think about them, I realise it is my chance to see people from God’s perspective. We are all varied and unique and most importantly we are all as interesting as each other to God.
I may never be the manicured estate with every blade cut at the perfect length and I may never produce superb flora displays like the Jacaranda’s purple blooms, but I am what I am and I am still as equally beautiful and fascinating.
If I want to be something or someone else, then I am denying the very who God made me and the world would miss out on what I have to offer.
I wouldn’t want every garden that I go past to be the same and I think God agrees. I am a one of a kind; just like my garden and that is a good thing.
God bless
Annie