What lies behind the Garden door,
Left alone so long, I dare explore.
My curious mind and thoughts intertwine,
Leading my way in the silence of time.
I walk by Faith, my legs barely moving,
Visioning shadows, a Spiritual doing!
Wondering what lies behind this Garden Door
Hidden thousands of years and even more.
My secret garden? How immensely astounding.
I've only dreamed of such a fabulous place.
A Wonderland you only dream of, engulfed around me.
An awesome place if God would allow me to see.
I conceived for a moment I was ready to unfold the story,
That might be told behind the Garden Door; or would I be sorry?
My heart was ready even though my body stiff,
My hand held the door handle and was ready to
lift.
The Garden Door, so majestic yet plain
I knew there was something, so I proceeded to
pray.
Whatever my eyes were to look there on,
I was prepared and prayed that it all would be done.
I proceeded to pull on the Garden gate Door.
It opened most effortlessly, that sturdy old door.
The light began to shine, brightening up my whole face.
'Til Heaven itself peeked around the entire place.
I stood there in awe! It was as Jesus was present.
The Garden of Paradise had gloriously descended.
This heaven was hidden for thousands of years.
'Til God graciously allowed this vision to appear.
I knew now I was awake this new wonderous day!
God gave me a vision that would be replayed.
For all of mankind the Garden Door will be opened,
When Jesus is ready and His last Word is spoken.
Are you ready to see behind your Garden Door?
written by Janet Ford
November 6, 2000
