It’s been awhile since I’ve had a good long walk with the Lord. I’ve been in a season of building with Him but despite beautiful times with Him, I missed the way I could hear and see Him in our secret garden.

I jumped out of the car to my heart pounding as I gazed at the lovely heart shaped leaves I had missed so and I greeted them with delight and joy.

I marveled all over again at Gods creation from this and that and I looked up to rest my eyes on the tallest tree in the place per my normal habit with Him.

“Have I gotten any taller, Lord?”

I tip-toed onto a make believe balance beam as I twirled a routine under the clouds and laughed out loud as I felt His gaze upon me.

In an instance, He let me see His head in His hands as He gently smiled at my worship.

He was glad I had come. I was glad too.

As the wind picked up I caught the scent of our familiar honeysuckle and the light of His glory seemed to play peek-a-boo through the trees.

Great anticipation stirred in my heart as I took one step , then another.

I shared with Him how I had been watching some of His flowers bloom and we talked about their loveliness.

How some were like the lilies still standing tall after fierce storms and others resembled the dandelions multiplying at the blowing of His Spirit every time they entered a room.

I sighed at the joy of serving Him and His people and tears swelled in my eyes.

We’ve come so far, me and Him.

And yet He still whispers into my heart.

The latter will be greater than the former…