My Garden of Weeds

Oh! I exclaimed

Eve, your first weed

Planted in God’s

Perfect garden

Has spread to my garden

The garden I thought

To be a garden of flowers

Uprooting the weeds

From my garden

One day I heard

My Lord saying, child,

Your life is like a garden

Created to be a perfect

Garden in My sight

But the seed of a weed

Entered your soul

No longer a perfect garden

Your life became

A garden of weeds

Like briars and thistles

Sin pierced your soul

You cried to Me

I came and took away

Your thorns and wore

Them as My crown

And made you

A garden of flowers

Sanctified to be My bride

I betrothed you

With My eternal love

And with a ring

I marked you to be Mine

Until I fly you home

There you will be

My perfect Garden!

Author: Jacinta da Cruz Rodgers

I have been committed to teaching the truth of the Word of God beginning with Trans World Radio on Bonaire, N.A and Swaziland, Africa (1969-1980), then through churches in the United States in both English and Portuguese and then through ministry in Israel (2005-2006). This ministry continues through local Bible studies and outreach to the world via the internet. I have written a book about my life from that of an orphan in Brazil to missionary in 5 countries. You can find out more on the "Book" page of our blog site.

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