a garden
“pray that we would know God sees us,” i told my sister. i needed it because it doesn’t always seem that He does.
and then i came home from work to find a small pot of pansies, and found out that his hands had filled the pot with dirt, and had placed the flowers, and have covered them back in with soil.
“ian what do you want to do to help larissa?” his occupational therapist asked.
“plant her flowers. and a garden”
he didn’t know what i had been thinking the week before, while i was looking at the empty beds. they were filled with wood chips but i knew that had potenial. i also knew i just didn’t have time and just didn’t know how to do it right. i didn’t understand plants that much and didn’t know how to get the soil right or figure out the amount of sun that cilantro and basil would need.
and then ian told the therapist about the garden. and he didn’t know i had been thinking that i wanted one. he wasn’t outside watching me while i looked at the beds.
but God saw it.
and God put it on Ian’s heart.
and through the person that means the most to me, God showed me that He sees me.
and i believe nothing but that it’s because He heard those weak prayers, prayers that i would believe that He sees me.
someday soon the flowers that he potted will continue to grow and the plants that will fill the beds will shoot to reach the sun and i will know that i am seen.
Patricia OToole
April 24, 2015 at 1:34 am
So precious, so true, and so encouraging.
Enid Waldvogel
April 24, 2015 at 2:26 am
this touched my heart tonight because I too sometimes think that God doesn’t see me or hear me. You posts so often touch my heart. You don’t know me, I found you through my cousin’s daughter, Melissa Swihart, and have been following your journey for several months. Countless second chances we’ve been given at the cross – that’s the first thing that touch me and has taught me about giving others second chances, time after time. Praying for both of you as you continue your journey of love.
Cheryl
April 24, 2015 at 3:46 am
Having once walked a similar road to yours, I know the feeling of wondering if God is seeing us sometimes. What is truly beautiful is that your heart and mind are open to see the answers when He shows them to you. You could have just come home and thought how nice it was that Ian planted some flowers for you. So sweet. But you saw the bigger picture. I love that. That’s no small thing when your life is busy and stressful and hard on a daily basis. He sees, and He cares. Never doubt it.
Michelle
April 24, 2015 at 4:44 pm
How often have I prayed that prayer too, Larissa – that we would know He sees us. I’m so grateful for the seeds He planted in Ian’s heart of the seeds that Ian would plant in your garden.
Katie
April 24, 2015 at 6:26 pm
this is beautiful Larissa <3 like a hug from heaven <3
becky miller jacobsen
April 24, 2015 at 11:22 pm
Our God is an awesome God
Giulia Del Colle
April 28, 2015 at 3:30 pm
You guys are great! I feel that I love you and don’t even know you
Marji
April 25, 2015 at 3:35 am
Thank you for that post. I need that prayer also.
Micah
April 25, 2015 at 9:51 pm
Yes, He does see you. He sees us. Very encouraging.
Grace
May 1, 2015 at 5:58 am
This is beautiful. Praise God for the way He sees and loves.
Angela
May 7, 2015 at 2:39 am
I had the same experience not long ago. A friend had experienced a miraculous answer to prayer, and it filled me with self-pity. “How long has it been since I had such a specific answer to prayer? Does God really see me?” I asked myself. However, I very weakly prayed for an answer to prayer that would show me that God saw me. That evening, he answered that prayer. It was beyond doubt and it showed me that he cared not only for me, but for others around me as well. He really is the God who sees.
Jay
May 14, 2015 at 7:10 pm
Proof that both God and Ian love you very, very much.
Jessie
June 5, 2015 at 6:16 pm
beautiful. love God moments like those!!
Jill
June 29, 2015 at 5:12 pm
God is so real, it amazes me everyday that He’s real. Thank you Larissa for posting this. I am so blessed by your story, by how the reality of God shines through in your stories. You are very very very blessed.