God's Gardener
My grandfather told me last weekend that when he gets to Heaven, he is going to tell God he wants to be in charge of the flower gardens.
As of this morning, God has a new gardener.
If you knew my grandfather, you would not be surprised at his desire to garden in Heaven - he has always had the greenest thumb of anyone I ever knew. Also, you would not be surprised to hear him say he would "tell God" what he wanted to do in Heaven. Grandpa has had a personal conversation with God going on for over 50 years. His faith was unshakeable. These things go together in my mind, because I'd say nine-tenths of gardening is faith.
This very moment, there are tomato plants sitting in Grandpa's basement. These are remarkable plants because Grandpa grew them from the seeds of a cherry tomato in his salad at a restaurant a while back. He laid the seeds aside, took them home wrapped in a dinner napkin, and now his plants are 8" high.
Those are not just plants he left behind. They are symbols of his legacy - his legacy of faith, trust in the seasons, tender loving care, and the unfailing belief that God knows best.
In 1999, Grandpa and I traveled to England, Scotland, and Wales together on a trip to celebrate is 85th birthday and my college graduation. Many memories stand out from that trip, but the one I keep remembering today is the way Grandpa handled the very difficult realization that the relatives we went there to find in Barnesley were not there. I was worried how he'd take it, after an hour of combing through the phone book and speaking to many people named Wales, Whals, and Wahls. I watched Grandpa like a hawk that day, afraid of what the disappointment would do to his faith. He had been so sure God would guide us to find our ancestors and relatives. And it simply didn't happen.
But Grandpa handled it with peace. He enjoyed talking to the few people we did meet. He led us to attend church the next day and we met a wonderful solicitor who agreed to take on our quest. A few months later, a distant cousin of Grandpa's traveled from England to attend a family reunion in Ohio.
Grandpa and I never talked about that day - but I think I know what he would have said. He would have said that God answers prayers in his own time. He would have said that you can't hurry the Heavens, no matter how urgent your requests on Earth. He would have said he knew all along God would lead him to find his family. He would have said that our trip was a success no matter what. And he would have said that God, as always, knew best.
God is lucky to have such a faithful, patient gardener. We were lucky to know him while he was here with us on Earth.
Ervin L. Wales September 22, 1914 - April 28, 2007

