I love the story of the Secret Garden. It always fascinated me to find a place where no one could find me and I could create my own little world.
In the story of the Secret Garden a very unhappy little girl is led to such a place by a happy little Robin Redbreast. Mary Mistress (named that because she was quite contrary) was an ignored, forgotten unhappy child. As she spent her days exploring the extensive gardens of the big lonely mansion that had become her home she stumbled onto the “key” she had hear about. The search for the Secret Garden that no one had entered for 10 years intensified. Having been befriended by a perky Robin Redbreast who hopped and chirped along side of her – she found the secret door. Well, you just have to read the story yourself.
There was a day, many years ago, when I discovered my key to my Secret Garden. It is a special place I can go at anytime and be alone with God. The more I go there the more the flowers bloom and it becomes a place of beauty and fragrance.
