Mystical Gardens Tale
Locked Gates
Sarah walked out of the doctors office with tears staring to fall. She had tried to hold them back while the doctor explained how she would have to have surgery, there was no other option. She knew that there was another option.
Sarah had spent years reading about God's promises. She knew the verses. She knew God could heal. She knew God could provide. She knew God could open doors no one else could open.
If someone asked her if she believed God could do those things, she would answer, "Of course." But deep inside, she carried another thought. "God can do it for everyone else, but I'm not sure He would do it for me."
That evening, while walking home, Sarah found herself standing before a garden she had never seen before. A beautiful iron gate stood open. Beyond it were flowers of every color imaginable, winding paths, sparkling streams, and at the center, a magnificent tree whose branches seemed to touch the clouds.
Curious, Sarah stepped inside. As she walked deeper into the garden, she noticed something strange. Many of the paths led to wonderful things. One path led to a cottage marked Peace. Another led to a fountain called Provision. A third led to an orchard named Restoration. Yet every path ended at a locked gate.
Sarah frowned. "Why would someone build such a beautiful garden and lock everything away?"
The great tree rustled softly. Its leaves shimmered like sunlight dancing across water. "Why don't you open them?" asked the tree.
Sarah laughed. "I can't. They're locked."
"Are they?" The tree pointed a branch toward the nearest gate.
Sarah stepped closer. Instead of a lock, there was only a simple handle. Confused, she pulled it and the gate swung open instantly.
Sarah blinked. "It wasn't locked!"
"No," said the tree. "You only believed it was."
Sarah wandered to another gate. Again, she expected resistance. Again, it opened effortlessly. One by one she discovered that every gate in the garden could be opened with a simple touch. None had ever been locked. Finally she returned to the tree.
"I don't understand."
The tree's leaves whispered in the breeze.
"You believe many things are possible, but you don't believe they are possible for you."
Sarah lowered her eyes and the tree continued. "Your mind agrees with God's promises, but your heart stands outside the gate and assumes it's locked. What you saw a a lock was only the handle."
Sarah felt tears forming. The words struck closer than she wanted to admit. She remembered opportunities she never pursued. Prayers she never prayed. Dreams she never chased. Not because she thought they were impossible, but because she thought they were impossible for her. She had thought they were behind a 'locked gate'.
The tree gently shook its branches. A single golden fruit fell beside her feet.
"Tell me," asked the tree, "how many gifts has God prepared that people never receive because they never reach for them?"
Sarah picked up the fruit. The question lingered. How many times had she already decided the answer was no before ever asking? How many doors had she walked past because she assumed they would never open?
The tree spoke once more. "Faith is not only believing God is able. Faith is believing He wants to give God things to you."
Sarah looked around the garden. All the gates stood open. They always had. The only thing keeping her out had been the belief that she didn't belong there. She smiled and stepped through the nearest gate. For the first time in a long while, she wasn't just hoping. She was receiving.
Seed from the Garden
Sometimes the greatest barrier isn't believing God can do something, it's believing He would want to do it for you.
We may know God's promises in our minds while our hearts quietly whisper, "Not for me." But God invites His children to come boldly before Him. Not because we deserve His favor, but because He loves us.
"Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours." — Mark 11:24
"Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need." — Hebrews 4:16
Sometimes the gate isn't locked. Sometimes we simply need to reach for the handle.
#MysticalGardens #christianwriter #christianfantasy #ChristianFiction #stacyfrantz
Locked Gates
Sarah walked out of the doctors office with tears staring to fall. She had tried to hold them back while the doctor explained how she would have to have surgery, there was no other option. She knew that there was another option.
Sarah had spent years reading about God's promises. She knew the verses. She knew God could heal. She knew God could provide. She knew God could open doors no one else could open.
If someone asked her if she believed God could do those things, she would answer, "Of course." But deep inside, she carried another thought. "God can do it for everyone else, but I'm not sure He would do it for me."
That evening, while walking home, Sarah found herself standing before a garden she had never seen before. A beautiful iron gate stood open. Beyond it were flowers of every color imaginable, winding paths, sparkling streams, and at the center, a magnificent tree whose branches seemed to touch the clouds.
Curious, Sarah stepped inside. As she walked deeper into the garden, she noticed something strange. Many of the paths led to wonderful things. One path led to a cottage marked Peace. Another led to a fountain called Provision. A third led to an orchard named Restoration. Yet every path ended at a locked gate.
Sarah frowned. "Why would someone build such a beautiful garden and lock everything away?"
The great tree rustled softly. Its leaves shimmered like sunlight dancing across water. "Why don't you open them?" asked the tree.
Sarah laughed. "I can't. They're locked."
"Are they?" The tree pointed a branch toward the nearest gate.
Sarah stepped closer. Instead of a lock, there was only a simple handle. Confused, she pulled it and the gate swung open instantly.
Sarah blinked. "It wasn't locked!"
"No," said the tree. "You only believed it was."
Sarah wandered to another gate. Again, she expected resistance. Again, it opened effortlessly. One by one she discovered that every gate in the garden could be opened with a simple touch. None had ever been locked. Finally she returned to the tree.
"I don't understand."
The tree's leaves whispered in the breeze.
"You believe many things are possible, but you don't believe they are possible for you."
Sarah lowered her eyes and the tree continued. "Your mind agrees with God's promises, but your heart stands outside the gate and assumes it's locked. What you saw a a lock was only the handle."
Sarah felt tears forming. The words struck closer than she wanted to admit. She remembered opportunities she never pursued. Prayers she never prayed. Dreams she never chased. Not because she thought they were impossible, but because she thought they were impossible for her. She had thought they were behind a 'locked gate'.
The tree gently shook its branches. A single golden fruit fell beside her feet.
"Tell me," asked the tree, "how many gifts has God prepared that people never receive because they never reach for them?"
Sarah picked up the fruit. The question lingered. How many times had she already decided the answer was no before ever asking? How many doors had she walked past because she assumed they would never open?
The tree spoke once more. "Faith is not only believing God is able. Faith is believing He wants to give God things to you."
Sarah looked around the garden. All the gates stood open. They always had. The only thing keeping her out had been the belief that she didn't belong there. She smiled and stepped through the nearest gate. For the first time in a long while, she wasn't just hoping. She was receiving.
Seed from the Garden
Sometimes the greatest barrier isn't believing God can do something, it's believing He would want to do it for you.
We may know God's promises in our minds while our hearts quietly whisper, "Not for me." But God invites His children to come boldly before Him. Not because we deserve His favor, but because He loves us.
"Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours." — Mark 11:24
"Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need." — Hebrews 4:16
Sometimes the gate isn't locked. Sometimes we simply need to reach for the handle.
#MysticalGardens #christianwriter #christianfantasy #ChristianFiction #stacyfrantz
🌿 Mystical Gardens Tale 🌿
✨ Locked Gates
Sarah walked out of the doctors office with tears staring to fall. She had tried to hold them back while the doctor explained how she would have to have surgery, there was no other option. She knew that there was another option.
Sarah had spent years reading about God's promises. She knew the verses. She knew God could heal. She knew God could provide. She knew God could open doors no one else could open.
If someone asked her if she believed God could do those things, she would answer, "Of course." But deep inside, she carried another thought. "God can do it for everyone else, but I'm not sure He would do it for me."
That evening, while walking home, Sarah found herself standing before a garden she had never seen before. A beautiful iron gate stood open. Beyond it were flowers of every color imaginable, winding paths, sparkling streams, and at the center, a magnificent tree whose branches seemed to touch the clouds.
Curious, Sarah stepped inside. As she walked deeper into the garden, she noticed something strange. Many of the paths led to wonderful things. One path led to a cottage marked Peace. Another led to a fountain called Provision. A third led to an orchard named Restoration. Yet every path ended at a locked gate.
Sarah frowned. "Why would someone build such a beautiful garden and lock everything away?"
The great tree rustled softly. Its leaves shimmered like sunlight dancing across water. "Why don't you open them?" asked the tree.
Sarah laughed. "I can't. They're locked."
"Are they?" The tree pointed a branch toward the nearest gate.
Sarah stepped closer. Instead of a lock, there was only a simple handle. Confused, she pulled it and the gate swung open instantly.
Sarah blinked. "It wasn't locked!"
"No," said the tree. "You only believed it was."
Sarah wandered to another gate. Again, she expected resistance. Again, it opened effortlessly. One by one she discovered that every gate in the garden could be opened with a simple touch. None had ever been locked. Finally she returned to the tree.
"I don't understand."
The tree's leaves whispered in the breeze.
"You believe many things are possible, but you don't believe they are possible for you."
Sarah lowered her eyes and the tree continued. "Your mind agrees with God's promises, but your heart stands outside the gate and assumes it's locked. What you saw a a lock was only the handle."
Sarah felt tears forming. The words struck closer than she wanted to admit. She remembered opportunities she never pursued. Prayers she never prayed. Dreams she never chased. Not because she thought they were impossible, but because she thought they were impossible for her. She had thought they were behind a 'locked gate'.
The tree gently shook its branches. A single golden fruit fell beside her feet.
"Tell me," asked the tree, "how many gifts has God prepared that people never receive because they never reach for them?"
Sarah picked up the fruit. The question lingered. How many times had she already decided the answer was no before ever asking? How many doors had she walked past because she assumed they would never open?
The tree spoke once more. "Faith is not only believing God is able. Faith is believing He wants to give God things to you."
Sarah looked around the garden. All the gates stood open. They always had. The only thing keeping her out had been the belief that she didn't belong there. She smiled and stepped through the nearest gate. For the first time in a long while, she wasn't just hoping. She was receiving.
🌱 Seed from the Garden
Sometimes the greatest barrier isn't believing God can do something, it's believing He would want to do it for you.
We may know God's promises in our minds while our hearts quietly whisper, "Not for me." But God invites His children to come boldly before Him. Not because we deserve His favor, but because He loves us.
"Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours." — Mark 11:24
"Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need." — Hebrews 4:16
Sometimes the gate isn't locked. Sometimes we simply need to reach for the handle. 🌿
#MysticalGardens #christianwriter #christianfantasy #ChristianFiction #stacyfrantz
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