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My doctors have told me that I can help myself in my fight against lymphatic cancer by eliminating sugar from my diet, eating more fruits and vegetables, and exercising. So I have been trying to do just that.

Eliminating sugar has been the hardest change to make. I am a kid who looked forward to Halloween more than Christmas and lamented entering sixth grade because it meant that I was too old to trick or treat. But tastes do change. A few days ago, I found a half-eaten bar of milk chocolate in the cupboard and decided to finish it. It was sickening sweet, almost foul tasting.

My diet consists now mostly of the so-called superfoods: blueberries, sweet potatoes, avocados, garbanzo beans, lentils, spinach, and broccoli. I have been eating so much broccoli that my skin is turning green, and I have been taking a lot of walks.

My walks have become an unexpected delight. Having been a runner all my life, I always felt that walking was an inferior form of exercise. But I am now finding that that is not the case. Like running, walking moves me to a deeper level of awareness of my body and its dependency on the world around me, from the air I breathe to the water I drink to the food I eat, and the fact of this dependency awakens in me a sense of God’s presence in the gifts of the created order. Unlike running in which exhaustion soon overwhelms and shuts down my mind, walking frees it, and my thoughts roam far and wander wide. Often I find that I am talking to someone. It took me a while to realize that I was praying.

One of my favorite walks takes me from my house on State Street eastward down 24th Street to a park, the old homestead of the Albertus van Raalte family, the founder of Holland, Michigan. The park has a network of trails that meander through woods and along a creek.

This fall I noticed that apples had fallen at places along the trail. When I stopped and looked around, I realized that the woods had grown up and through an old apple orchard. A few apple trees had survived and were doing what God had created them to do, dropping their fruit whether any one was there to eat it or not.

I stopped to pick up an apple. Worms had burrowed into some of them and animals had chewed on others. But I found a good one and took a bite. It had a wild sweetness about it. I could taste and see the goodness of the air, water, soil, and sun that had produced it. I felt deeply connected to the world around me and thankful to be part of such abundance. I intended only to take one bite, but I hungrily ate it down to its seedy core.

I stood there for a while under that old apple tree with apple core in hand. This moment, all our moments really, are thick; they are filled with so much more than we are capable of taking in. The biblical way of saying this is that the world is full of the glory of God—the root meaning of glory being “thick” or “dense.”

My thoughts ran from the apple to the overgrown orchard and finally to the Garden of God. Scripture offers many images of God that help us invoke and approach the Ineffable One. In the Reformed tradition, the preferred image is Sovereign and believers have for centuries now probed its rich possibilities. But there are other images equally rich that we in the Reformed tradition ignore.

One of these is Gardener. From the beginning to the end, from the first chapters of Genesis to the final chapters of Revelation, the Scriptures portray God as a Gardener and creation itself as the Garden of God. God delights in the garden’s beauty and abundance and delights in feeding all God’s creatures (cf. Psalm 104). But God despairs when human disobedience despoils and fouls the garden. God despairs when the “land mourns, and all who dwell in it languish, when not only human beings but the beasts of the field, the birds of the air, and even the fish of the sea are taken away” (Hosea 4:3).

Hosea’s words take on added meaning today. Once again the land mourns and all who dwell in it languish. This is well known to anyone who cares enough to look at the scientific evidence. And the despoiling powers continue to reign seemingly unchecked. Many of us who hear these cries of mourning are struggling to find hope in the midst of our languishing. So where is hope to be found? Maybe in unexpected places.

The Garden of God still has the power to delight. The sweetness of an apple in an overgrown orchard still has the power to open a heart to the gifts of creation and fill it with thanksgiving and compassion for a wonderful world. A heart filled with thanksgiving is the seed of the promised new heavens and new earth.

This reflection comes from a forthcoming spiritual autobiography, Trying to See Life Through: Places Thick and Thin, in which I probe the thickness of everyday experiences to find traces of the presence of God.

Tom Boogaart

Tom Boogaart recently retired after a long career of teaching Old Testament at Western Theological Seminary in Holland, Michigan.


  • Daniel J Meeter says:

    Thank you. God as gardener. (Like Sam Gamgee.) I like the “world is thick” stuff. On Sunday I talked about thin places, a concept in the air right now, but I really like the image of thickness. That’s good, thick and thin.

  • stan seagren says:

    Thank you Tom! We need a diversity of images of God these days.
    I look forward to your spiritual autobiography.

  • Jane brown says:

    Thank you for taking us on a walk with you-to enjoy the glory of God all around us
    and the beauty and wonder of physically being able to walk

  • John Kleinheksel says:

    Love the “Garden” metaphor. Chapter one in my “Mortals and Mystery, Metaphors of Meaning for the Journey”.

  • RLG says:

    Great article, Tom. Spoken like a true deist. Sounds a lot like David of the Old Testament who praised the God of creation, even though his sins were great. And still David is called a man after his own heart. May we also find room to praise and honor the God we see daily in his created order. Thanks, Tom, for the encouragement.

    • Henry Ottens says:

      Might be time to look up the definition of deist, Roger.

      • RLG says:

        Thanks, Henry. My dictionary defines deism as, “belief in the existence of a God on the evidence of reason and nature only, with rejection of supernatural revelation (distinguished from theism).” This particular article reinforces deism in that Tom appeals to the wonder of God in creation apart from any particular religion or supernatural revelations. Creation, itself, is the revelation of God. David of the Old Testament drew attention to and displayed his affection for the God he saw in creation on many occasions. And, of course, Christianity had not even entered the historical scene till long after David’s existence. Deism is a philosophy rather than a religion such as Christianity and therefor allows for more flexibility. In other words it doesn’t have a Bible or a Koran or a Book of Mormon that defines its beliefs. I hope that helps, Henry.

        • Henry Ottens says:

          Surely Thomas Boogaart is more orthodox than Thomas Jefferson, child of the Enlightenment. Deistic thoughts, perhaps, but a deist? I doubt the label fits.

          • RLG says:

            I agree with you, Henry, that Tom is likely more orthodox in his Christian faith than what his article itself might let on. My reference was to his article and not to Tom. The article of itself lends itself well to fitting in with the likes of Thomas Jefferson or Albert Einstein.

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