Once upon a time, there was a little girl who was given a gift of a beautiful flower garden.  It was a gift from a wise and loving King.  He knew of this little girl and wanted to make her happy.

She had rich soil in which to plant the small bag of seeds that she held in her little hands. The seeds held the potential for all varieties of multi colored beautiful flowers, that will fill her garden with an aroma to delight her sense of smell, and colours to satisfy her eyes with visual beauty.

With care she tenderly sowed the seeds.  Carefully arrainged in a delightful design.  Then the loving King caused rain showers to satuate the dry soil and then he caused the rays of the sun to shine upon the ground.  Every night it rained and sunshine filled the days, and the flowers began to grow.

A bench sat in the middle of her garden, and a small bird bath was not far from it.  Here she sat, basking in the warmth of the sun on her skin, smelling the flowers and viewing the roses and pansies and all the rest of her flowers in her beautiful garden.

One day a selfish man appeared. He  heard reports of this little girl and of her love and kindness and of the tender care she gave to her garden.

Now that her flowers were no longer seeds the loving King caused the rainfall by night to cease and allowed the little girl to show love herself, by watering the flowers, taking over the job began by the loving King.

It was this act of love that motivated the selfish man to approach the little girl.  He appeared to her sad and withdrawn. A crushed man with no hope and weak.  He pleaded with her to come and water his garden for him as he couldn't do that anymore.  He told her that he needed her to save him from his crushed state.  To his delight and satisfaction, she obliged. Everyday she watered and tendered to his garden, with no time left to care for her own.

The selfish man kept telling the little girl how important she was to him.  That her value and reason for being alive was to satisfy his needs and wants. That without her attention and concern he had no reason to live.

This became the little girls sole purpose in life, to care for the selfish man.  She began to reason that it was, he, who gave her value and importance. Without him and how he treasured her, she would become nothing and cease to exist.

Many years went by. The little girls own garden became sown with weeds and wilted flowers that in time began to dry up.  Neighbours rarely viewed her garden as they passed it on their daily stroll. It was hardly noticed at all.

The little girl was now a grown woman. She wasn't cared for and as neglected as her own garden was.  When she passed her reflection in the mirror, she saw the outline of the Selfish Man and how he saw her, never seeing herself.

This Young Woman was invisible to her own needs and wants.  She bcame sad and dried up. Her head bowed like the wilted flowers in her own garden.

The selfish man continued to tell the young woman that to be of value and precious she needed to remain diligent in tending to his garden.  Watering it in a timely fashion and talking to the flowers that were lonely because their owner, the Old Man never visited them.

The wise and loving King observed the sad state the young woman was in.  He sent Tender Counsel to help her. Tender Counsel took her hand in his and brought her to the mirror. He wiped away the false illussion that she had always gazed upon in passing.  In time she saw herself.  A slight woman, sad and depressed, poorly neglected.

Tender Counsel, reminded the young woman that to the King, who sent him to her, she was precious in his eyes.  This was long before she meet the Selfish Man. He helped her to remember the gift of love that the loving King gave to the Little Girl. That the King entrusted in her care a garden of her very own to care for and now was indeed in need of her attention. The twisted, sick, illussion that was given to the Little Girl was slowly becoming dim. In time this Young Woman began to see the harm that Selfish Man had caused her.

She went to her neglected garden and sat on the park bench in the middle of the garden and began to cry. She now saw that the loving King had loved and valued her so much that he gave her a precious gift to care for. She began to remember the small bag of seeds and the rain at night and the sun during the day. How she delighted in sitting on this bench, watching the birds bathe in the bird bath.  The scent of the flowers and the visual beauty of the flowers that were growing. How she appreciated the trust that the King had in her to cease the rain so she could show love to her garden by tending to caring for it on her own. The tears flowed down her cheek as she began to remember.

"I am sorry", she said to the wilted rose, "for failing to show you the love you deserved from me". She saw the birds flying above her, dirty and in need of a bath.

The now Young Woman, began to change.  Every day she went out at daybreak to tender her neglected garden.  It was watered and the bird bath was filled with clean fresh water. In time, months passed and the garden was now beautiful, again. Birds happily splashed in the sparkly water and the sweet smell of flowers filled the air.  Neighbours began to stop on their daily stroll to gaze at the garden.  In time conversations began and new friendships developed.

The Selfish Man's garden began to decay.  When the King sent Tender Counsel to talk to him, he refused to listen. He also was given a gift from the loving King. Unlike the Little Girl, Selfish Man, hated the King and despised the gift and that is why he lied to the Little Girl and manupulated her to take care of his garden, thus exploiting her tender compassion. Selfish Man in reality hated love and used it for his own evil agenda. He wanted the Little Girl to forget about the King and that she was really precious and loved by him.  Thanks to Tender Counsel, his evil plan was uncovered and with the strength from the loving King and Tender Counsel, this young woman grew and blossomed like her flower garden and lived a life of love, joy and discovered many loving friends.

The moral of this story is that we all have been given a precious gift from a loving Creator, Jehovah God. We are wonderfully made. Each one of us has unique gifts that no other person on the face of the earth possess . We have our own hopes, desires, and abilities to use. We are the garden, we must care for it and water it for it to grow.  Everyone has their own garden and their own responsibility given to us by our loving Creator. We all have value and are loved for being ourselves.  Tend to your own garden and let no, "Selfish Man" make you accept his illussion that to be of value is to tend to him.

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Flower Garden
Scriptures to comfort you
1 Peter 3:4 . . .let it be the secret person of the heart in the incorruptible [apparel] of the quiet and mild spirit, which is of great value in the eyes of God.

Galatians 6:4-5 . . .But let each one prove what his own work is, and then he will have cause for exultation in regard to himself alone, and not in comparison with the other person.  For each one will carry his own load.

Psalm 139:1-3 . . .O Jehovah, you have searched through me, and you know [me].  You yourself have come to know my sitting down and my rising up. You have considered my thought from far off.  My journeying and my lying outstretched you have measured off, And you have become familiar even with all my ways. . .

Psalm 103:10-14 . . .He has not done to us even according to our sins; Nor according to our errors has he brought upon us what we deserve.  For as the heavens are higher than the earth, His loving-kindness is superior toward those fearing him.  As far off as the sunrise is from the sunset, So far off from us he has put our transgressions.  As a father shows mercy to his sons, Jehovah has shown mercy to those fearing him.  For he himself well knows the formation of us, Remembering that we are dust. . .

Psalm 56:8 . . .Do put my tears in your skin bottle. Are they not in your book?

Jeremiah 31:3 . . .From far away Jehovah himself appeared to me, [saying:] “And with a love to time indefinite I have loved you. That is why I have drawn you with loving-kindness.

Luke 12:7 . . .even the hairs of YOUR heads are all numbered. Have no fear; YOU are worth more than many sparrows.

Isaiah 55:10. . .For just as the pouring rain descends, and the snow, from the heavens and does not return to that place, unless it actually saturates the earth and makes it produce and sprout, and seed is actually given to the sower and bread to the eater,

Job 36:27-31 . . .For he draws up the drops of water; They filter as rain for his mist,  So that the clouds trickle, They drip upon mankind abundantly.  Indeed, who can understand the cloud layers, The crashings from his booth?  Look! He has spread out over it his light, And the roots of the sea he has covered.  For by them he pleads the cause of peoples; He gives food in abundance.

Matthew 5:45. . .since he makes his sun rise upon wicked people and good and makes it rain upon righteous people and unrighteous. . .

James 1:17 . . .Every good gift and every perfect present is from above, for it comes down from the Father of the [celestial] lights, and with him there is not a variation of the turning of the shadow.


Acts 14:17. . .he did not leave himself without witness in that he did good, giving YOU rains from heaven and fruitful seasons, filling YOUR hearts to the full with food and good cheer.”

Psalm 139:16 . . .Your eyes saw even the embryo of me, And in your book all its parts were down in writing. . .

Psalm 139:14 . . .I shall laud you because in a fear-inspiring way I am wonderfully made. . .
"Flower Garden", is a story to help illustrate the harm of child abuse and how to recover.