Ephesians 5: 25Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her 26to make her holy, cleansing her by the washing with water through the word, 27and to present her to himself as a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless.
He is my Man
I am his Garden
He has the power
to: Grow me Beautiful
Or cause me to die….
Think of your woman as your garden.
Imagine God sending down from heaven a beautiful garden: Given right to your very hands as a precious gift from Him to you.
It’s amazing and beautiful! All of the colors blind you in their brilliance, her shadowy corners mysterious and inviting.
Then you hear His voice:
“This is your garden, son. I need you to tend to her and take care of her. You will have to present her to me on the final day, so take good care of her and make me proud.”
Your garden is your wife. Will you water her daily and give her the nutrients she needs? Will you make sure she gets the daily dosage of sunlight that she needs? And the parts of her, and the seasons that that require shade, you won’t deny her this either? You will learn her needs. You will become an expert gardener if you want your garden to thrive in her beauty, and remain the prettiest garden in your neighborhood.
Of course you would if it mattered to you. Of course you would if you cared passionately for gardening. How much more than your garden are you called to love your wife?
Let’s say you’re not a gardener. You really don’t have the skills when God presents this garden to you. And yet, because you love God and want to please HIM, you set out to learn everything there is to know about gardening and your garden in particular; according to the needs that her varieties present. It’s OKAY if you don’t know much about gardening. You will probably have to read every manual (gardening book) you can get your hands on, then you would probably spend a lot of TIME in your garden, learning her ways, her likes (just a gentle sprinkle of water, not a harsh stream) and her dislikes (too much fertilizer!)….and so it is with your wife. You get the picture. The preferred and best method is spending time in your garden though…there is only so much a manual can teach you.
Take it one step further. You are the home or the “house.” She is the garden surrounding you. Her condition is a reflection of your work ethic, your passion and your caring toward her. If your garden is overgrown or unkempt, this is a reflection of your neglect. If her foliage has long since faded to browns and withered like straw, this is also a reflection of your neglect. You don’t’ want to spend time in your garden anymore, and you begin to avoid your garden and the work that comes with it….you would like to blame the garden itself, but you know deep in your heart that she is not to blame.
We love you guys…we married you because we love you. We want to work with you…we want to be beautiful and prolifically beautiful for you. But hard as we try, there is only so much we can do. And without the proper nutrients we will wither up and die.
However, with copious amounts of sunshine, water and soil nutrients (that translate into your love, time, and tending)…we will yield for you, the most AMAZING kinds of fruit you have ever tasted.
We think we have the power. Sometimes you think we have the power. But the real Power lies in your hands. You have control over everything: our love, our respect, our sex lives, our getting behind you and lifting you up (our complimenting your yard), your position in your community, your legacy, your children, your prosperity…everything!
And when everything else fails, and you have done all you could Mr. Gardener: Every farmer knows how far prayer goes in yielding the best crops.
Gentlemen LOVE your wives, and watch everything fall into place.