I walk in the garden of the Lord’s grove. I see before me, in the east and midway up in the sky, a sun brighter than any I have ever seen, yet the brighter it is the more inviting and nourishing. It’s light does not hurt my eyes at all. I walk along a path, and on the right there is flowing grass. In each blade of grass, as I look at it, comes to life a particular scientific truth that is living and supports the whole truth of this place. As I look further I see flowers, some of colors I have never scene before. Upon looking at a red flower I perceive in its layered petals the stages of regeneration that one goes through in life and in the after life. Joy leaps in my soul as the truth comes to my mind that the greatest miracle is the transformation of a person’s soul.
I have no fear, and it is an astonishing feeling – for in the world fear and stress and the expectation of them so often constricted me. But here I feel the excitement that something new, wonderful and surprising is always coming. And what is wonderful, my mind doesn’t remember the pain of the past, but everything in my memory perceives clearly something I vaguely felt deep inside, but struggled to engage and spend time on, (though on occasion fully felt). My memory now is stimulated by everything around me and leads me on an adventure from meaning to meaning, and to continually into greater inner skill and love. I know this comes from the Lord as gift, and because it is from him I sense a limitless horizon.
This paradise exceeds in beauty anything I have imagined; the translucent tips of the leaves of the trees, the blades of grass, the nutrients in the soil are more real than in the natural world. It’s as if there is an unseen vine from the Lord that also extends to my mind and soul. Yes, He is the vine and the vinedresser in this paradise.
I see Infants playing on a carpet of cloves by a river, each full of such innocent beauty and joy I am filled with delight to see them and wish to know them. As the infants pass by flowers in a grove the flowers blossom a-fresh, as do all the plants. The infants are learning from everything in the garden, grove and the river.
The path continues on through vineyards, woods, and meadows adorned with flowers; my mind perceives that passages from the Word are inherent in all of these scenes. Indeed the Word of the Lord is here. The Word itself is like a garden, a celestial paradise. The garden and the Word contain delicacies and delights of every kind; the delicacies are by virtue of such particulars as the flowers and their petals, and the trees and their leaves and their fruits. Further out and round about the garden are forests, and the river runs through them. The river originates from beautiful springs and fountains. Along the bank of the river is a soft carpet of brilliant green grasses; the grass is brilliant green from the sun caressing them with its rays. I have a capacity and skill in my soul to understand them and receive life from them and they me as I experience each one.
Oh, may the glories of the Word and this paradise be to each of us, and to this world, a fountain of Wisdom from which we can draw as the angels do, (1 Peter 1:12); Oh, that the fountain of the Lord will meet us and give us the water that springs up into everlasting life (John iv. 14). Let us walk the paths through garden and fields. May we sit in its arbors and view the magnificent mountains, full of the prospects of being whole and filled with glad reception; may we be filled with the prospect of a better world which may console us for the present turmoils, may this perception give us strength to overcome the dust and the struggles of the earthly world.