I was working at my desk this morning just after 10 with the Concert Programme playing quietly in the next room. A mention of the Son of God caught my attention and I got up from my desk to listen more closely.

Take a moment with the lyrics I heard:

I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The son of God discloses

And he walks with me and he talks with me
And he tells me I am his own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known

He speaks and the sound of his voice is so sweet
The birds hush their singing
And the melody that he gave to me
Within my heart is ringing

And he walks with me and he talks with me
And he tells me I am his own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known

I was moved by what I heard: “And he walks with me and he talks with me, and he tells me I am his own. And the joy we share as we tarry there, none other has ever known.”

The word “tarry” is rarely heard, but it’s meaning is clear: to stay somewhere for longer than expected and delay leaving.

An invitation:

Take some time in the next 24 hours to tarry with Jesus knowing that he walks with you and he talks with you and tells you that you are his own…