Dear child, I love all that I create. I never show favouritism. Not one person is more important to me than another. My heart hurts when you do not love and accept each other. I've created you all to need each other. My desires to see you all living in unity. Even when you disagree or do not understand one another. You can still show kindness and compassion. My world needs people to be gentle and kind. Love one another as I have loved you. Love from your heavenly Father. I

She struggles through the shopping. She doesn’t want to be here But She knows everyone wants a part of her She hides behind a mask. She knows just what to say But they don’t understand Her pain. They don’t know the empty, hollow hole at the centre of Her. She can hide in a crowd She can make everyone else feel good But who notices Her She copes, well, they think She does She just gets on and does what is expected of Her All around She observes life But frequently She does not

Love is already here. In fact, she has always been here, since the very beginning.  She does not announce her presence loudly, but your heart can already sense her.  She speaks softly but with a voice that is sure and strong. She moves slowly and gently around the room in a beautiful and graceful dance.  She is not in a rush. To begin with, you may not see anything other than the faintest flicker of light, or feel a peace and softness in the air. But know that she is there. 

Well, this is it – the last Walking Through Wilderness blog! If you’ve been with me on this journey, whether for a short or long time, thank you. Thank you so much for sharing in and being a part of my story, my memories, my ramblings and revelations. My hope is that these blogs have helped inspire you to dig your own well and to press into God as your source of life, instead of looking to other people. Remember to celebrate the victories you’ve encountered, even the little o

Here is a compilation of Ang Hall's daily inspirational verses that she recently published, set to music for YouTube. The pictures she took are mostly from the East Yorkshire area where she lives.

Today is the next day of your life You have a choice It can be good. It can be interesting It can be wonderful Or you can cope with it or not Just because it isn’t what you wanted Doesn’t mean it’s not for you. A beautiful garden begins in the dirt. The destruction of what was previously there. The stones are removed, The grass pulled out The weeds killed and removed. This leaves a bare patch of ground. Then the planner comes in. He hears what the client wants. He goes away,

I’m walking in the cool of the evening, barefoot in the damp grass of a vast, gently undulating field. I’m wearing a long, white robe tied round my middle with a linen belt. I am carrying a huge backpack on my back, which is weighing me down, making walking a struggle, and I stumble frequently. My Father is walking beside me, he is leading the way. There is a stream babbling along beside us, cutting its meandering way through the field. Light is sparkling from the water as it

At the start of the year, our beautiful town was hit with tragedy. We all carried the heaviness of the heartache. In times of pain and shock, it is so easy to blame God and ask the question, "Where was God?" "Why did He not stop this from happening?" These are questions that are not easily answered. In my own life, tragedy hit my own family with the death of my sister in a horrendous car accident. Friends would say to me “ How can you believe in a God now?” My reply has alway

He sees you wandering and you're weeping, For He knows your heart, active, never sleeping. He stores in a bottle all your tears, He knows full well all of your fears. And each one in His book recorded, Awaiting the day, they’ll be rewarded. To the Father's help, you do turn, And see him, the enemy spurn. Know this for sure, God is on your side, His chosen one, His beloved bride. So, trust in the promises of His word, What you have been told and what you have heard. Praise him

Hello again! In the last few blogs, we’ve been looking at the subject of dreams and how, when you’re in a wilderness season, you can lose sight of your dreams. For me, the future became a scary, rather hopeless place. When you want to avoid any more disappointment, you will tend to shut down your dreams, goals, and any hopes for the future, and just focus on surviving one day at a time. That's what I did. I need to say at this point that, compared to millions of people all o