Finding My Secret Gardens

A few days ago, while I was at work, I remembered something. I was tired, bored, ready to go home; I was generally just fed up and grumpy. But as I worked, I remembered something that I hadn’t thought of in years. When I was in my younger teens, I decided almost subconsciously that I would start to see the beauty in everyday life. 

I’ve been reading The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett, and it has awakened a wonder for the world around me that I think I had lost. The joy the children see as the spring arrives, and the wonder they have as they watch everything grow is beautiful. I want to have that every day. 

I want to go about my day looking for beauty, and see it in unlikely places.

There’s beauty in nature, in people, places, moments. I don’t want to miss it.

It’s a beautiful thing to sit with my sister and read.

It’s a beautiful thing to be able to work.

It’s beautiful to wash the dishes, to sit on the porch, to visit a friend.

There’s something wonderful in every moment.

Living is such a beautiful creation.

This world isn’t all beautiful, there’s a lot of ugly in it. But that makes it necessary to see the beauty in every moment, especially during the tough times.

God made this amazing world, and I want to have the capacity to see the beauty and wonder that is in it every day.

I want to go forward looking for beauty. I want to find my secret gardens in every unremarkable day, and watch as the small green shoots burst into flowers.

– Mattie Grace