In the Father's Garden

The sharing of feelings and emotional pictures in words that some would call poetry has been a part of my life for a long time. I have to admit I haven't done much with it until God's Spirit in me began in recent months to draw me into the Father's Garden. He spoke to my heart and mind, that His Garden is always open to His children. This place"e;"e;on the sofa of my living room"e;"e;became, for...