The Gardener

By Ellen Fagg

Like a gardener

with a green thumb,

You made me grow;

You planted me in good soil;

You watered me when I was thirsty

and fed me with Thy love.

Even though I made

mistakes,

and grew

lopsidedly,

You gave me support.

And when it was

harvest time,

You rejoiced,

even though all I had to offer was

humble fruit.

Thank you, Father.

Photo of the Month by Eric Swenson