"......the peace of the garden seeped into her bones and calmed her as nothing else ever did.....no wonder God created a garden to wander in of an evening....." Snelling .
As I read that recently in a civil war novel about a divided family, it touched my heart as well. I walk in the early morning and the evening. The scents of each are different. The feeling of each are different. The morning walks are a prelude for the day, thinking through the things that need and /or desire to do . Planning ....taking time to see the new blossoms, the early morning wildlife, the sunrise on a new day....what may be...for that day.
The prayers for those who may need it. ...or not...
The evening walks are little slower paced.....reviewing.....usually talking or thinking through the day, the what happened that day events......quieter....contemplating.....the thankfulness ....of another day of life....the end of that day's journey....
In the evening, the scents are deeper, the new mown grass or hay....the flowers, warm from the sun are heavier, aromatic. The birds are quieter.....people are more willing to stop and say hello or visit awhile...
Genesis 1:31
God saw all that he had made, and it was very good. And there was evening, and there was morning—the sixth day.
Genesis 3:8a
Then the man and his wife heard the sound of the Lord God as he was walking in the garden in the cool of the day, ....
Genesis 24:63a
He went out to the field one evening to meditate, ......
1 Chronicles 23:30
They were also to stand every morning to thank and praise the Lord. They were to do the same in the evening
Psalm 65:8
The whole earth is filled with awe at your wonders; where morning dawns, where evening fades, you call forth songs of joy.
Thank you for each of the days, the evenings, ....You planned them all. Help me to thank you for each....as day ends and the days begin....knowing the You know the beginning from the ending of everything....
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