“. . . the sound of the LORD God walking in the garden in the cool of the day.” Genesis 3:8
My soul, now that the cool of the day has come, retire awhile and hearken to the voice of your God. He is always ready to speak with you when you are prepared to hear. If there be any slowness to commune it is not on his part, but altogether on your own, for he stands at the door and knocks, and, if his people will but open, he rejoices to enter.
But in what state is my heart, which is my Lord’s garden? May I venture to hope that it is well trimmed and watered, and is bringing forth fruit fit for him? If not, he will have much to reprove, but still I pray him to come to me, for nothing can so certainly bring my heart into a right condition as the presence of the Sun of Righteousness, who brings healing in his wings.
Come, therefore, O Lord, my God, my soul invites you earnestly, and waits for you eagerly. Come to me, O Jesus, my well-beloved, and plant fresh flowers in my garden, such as I see blooming in such perfection in your matchless character! Come, O my Father, who are the Husbandman, and deal with me in your tenderness and prudence! Come, O Holy Spirit, and bedew my whole nature, as the herbs are now moistened with the evening dews.
Oh, that God would speak to me—speak, Lord, for your servant hears! Oh, that he would walk with me! I am ready to give up my whole heart and mind to him, and every other thought is hushed. I am only asking what he delights to give. I am sure that he will come down to have fellowship with me, for he has given me his Holy Spirit to abide with me forever. Sweet is the cool twilight, when every star seems like the eye of heaven, and the cool wind is as the breath of celestial love.
My Father, my elder Brother, my sweet Comforter, speak now in loving-kindness, for you have opened mine ear and I am not rebellious.
Adapted from Morning and Evening.
