Don’t put up the umbrella. The thought crashed into her brain, She stopped. “What?” She said in her head, “Don’t put up your umbrella.” She looked all around. Then the first big drop of rain Landed on her face. Then a second. Then a third. It became a trickle. Quickly, a full-blown downpour. But she stood there. Face raised. Eyes closed. The rain ran down her face, Her coat was soaked But And it was a big but She just laughed. It became a giggle. She almost put her hands over

One day, Lazarus fell ill. Martha could see how quickly her brother was deteriorating, and it broke her heart. Together, they had been through a lot in life, and many times they had almost given up, yet they held on to a hope that never died, even when it came close. The hardest time came when Martha got herself into trouble and was deceived into letting bad things into her life; before she knew it, she was enslaved to darkness and had almost lost it all. But along came this

There was nothing wrong with his hearing; that was for sure! He heard the farrier's hammer hit the anvil as he shaped the horseshoe. He heard the market sellers call out their deals of the day. He heard exhausted mothers reprimand their boisterous children, He heard the unpleasant sound of desperate rats scratching the dry, dusty ground, hoping for crumbs or scraps of food that people may drop. He was glad of his other senses t The smell of the fresh bread on the barrow that

She wandered down the beach. And perched on her favourite rock. She gazed out to sea, The sunlight bounced over the ripples on the water. It was blue, silver and twinkly. But out on the horizon She noted a storm brewing. She smiled. The day was warm. But as the afternoon moved on The temperature began to drop. Slowly, but she noticed it. The wind began to increase. Even the seagulls moved inland. The azure blue sky became darker Moodier. As grey, then black clouds Rushed clos

Dear child, let my living water of love wash away your hurt. All the words that have wounded you, let my love wash them away. The worries that you consume you, let my peace wash them away. The fears that have grown so big, let me wash them away. Sit a while, breathe in my Holy Spirit. Let me love you. Let me flush away all that holds you back from the living and freedom of my love. Love from your heavenly father. Whoever believes in me, as scripture has said, rivers of living

I found myself in the back of an ambulance for the second time in the month. The pain was excruciating. As soon as they pushed liquid pain relief through my cannula, it started to ease. The paramedic knew what I needed to make me comfortable. He administered the drugs and sat with me till it started to take effect, then sat quietly. Presence matters. I was wheeled into a part of the A&E that I hadn’t been to before. I lay there so drugged but so aware of so many people millin

Dear child, the path you have travelled has been full of potholes, ditches, and brambles. Navigating these has not always been easy. Sometimes you've fallen and stayed down, waiting for the strength to get back up again. On your journey, there has also been lots of joy, laughter, and glimpses of light. Even in the darkest part of your journey, I have been near you. Keep walking closely to me. I'm holding you in my victorious right hand. I will never let go of you. I will keep

Oh, My Beloved Child, I AM your Father. Selah. Surely you know that? Surely you know that I keep you, I lead you, I comfort you and that I will never leave you? Surely you know what it is to be loved by Me, Almighty God? Surely you are aware of My ever-present, ever-loving, and ever-leading nature? Surely you must have experienced breakthroughs, healings, and deliverances in your past that come from My hand? Surely you know that I AM good, a good, good God who will never let

Dear child, Kindness is a gift that, when you share it, deposits my kingdom into a person's life. Kindness mirrors my character to the recipient. You are sharing my kingdom's values to the world. When you show kindness, kindness is kingdom currency. When you show kindness, you impact that person's life, not just for that moment, but for eternity. Seeds of kindness bear fruit in the lives you touch and in the lives of the other people that they come into contact with. Never un

Jack Black was a stunning, black Friesian workhorse. All he had ever known was work. He used his strength to pull carts that his owner would attach to his harness. Jack Black would obediently pull anything that was asked of him. He was strong but also gentle. Even when working, if a child came near and wanted to pet him, he would lower his head so they could stroke his soft, velvety nose. At the end of the day, he loved it when his harness and cart were removed, and his owner

We are often left to wonder Could we have done more? A different route to explore To foresee what was in store. "If only" is a trap that makes us insecure It holds in our worst fears. The non-potential of going forward - and drowning in all our tears. There is so much in God's purpose That often many fail to see. The potential that is out there Of what each of us can be. So even in the absence, There is something to be sure: A life serving others is how - GRACE and HOPE endur

( If you have not read yesterday's first part, then find it on www.heartscribe.co.uk) Then there are the Joshuas who find themselves leading the people who have been well-versed in the business of kingdoms, who know the heart of God and who have remained in his presence. These Joshuas are to take my people from the structures that have kept them in the wilderness for decades into their promised land, the land flowing with milk and honey, a place for my people to flourish, say

When it’s time, it’s time. When it’s time, it’s time to laugh. When it’s time, it’s time to cry. When it’s time, it’s time to live It’s also time to die. When it’s time to leave It’s harder to perceive. But when it’s time to stay What do you say, only obey. When it’s time to move It’s time to move. When it’s time to stop – stop. But when it’s time to go – Go. When it’s time to make It’s also time to break. But when it’s time to hear Then it’s time to stop Wait and listen. Wha

I'm raising up the Noahs and Joshuas in this season, in which they will perform a much-needed service for those around them, says the Lord Let's first look at Noah. Noah was a righteous man who believed in me against all the odds. He endured the hatred of the world, built something that no one thought had a purpose, and was mocked; yet he built. We provided a place of safety, even salvation, for the people to be safe from the coming calamity, the great tribulation that afflic

You will dream once again You will laugh once again You will love once again You will because you can You will fly once again You will explore once again You will dance once again You will because you can You will bloom once again You will overcome once again You will aspire once again You will because you can You will believe once again You will achieve once again You will inspire once again You will because you can. Not because you can't - But by God's grace you can. ©️Sara

The stallion stood in the corner near the tall trees. In the shade. He watched He lowered his elegant head and nibbled the grass. The mares moved closer. He snorted defiantly. He moved away. Then He raised his majestic head, Looked towards the towering mountain tops. He snorted again. He began to trot Slowly at first. Every muscle, sinew and joint Flowing in perfect harmony. His jet-black mane and tail flowing in the wind. His hooves pounding on the dry ground. Gently, then a

Dear child, When people speak against you. When they slander your character. Do not retaliate. Love them anyway. This is what it means to love your enemies. The person who is unkind to you, is letting the enemy infiltrate their life. They are not living in step with me. So don’t react to the person. Instead, pray for them. Ask me to work on their heart and character. When you pray for someone who is unkind to you. Your heart softens towards them. You will start to see the per

I sat, waiting with an expectant heart, wondering what kind of tray Jesus would present to me. He came quietly into my space and stretched out his arms. In his hands was a marble tray. He set it on a little table in front of me. I tried hard to hide my disappointment. I thought my tray would be a handcrafted wooden one. Why marble, I thought? As I looked down at the white marble, I noticed streaks of gold running through it. The marble was cold to the touch. I chuckled, think

God's grace is worth more, Much more than I deserve, Greater than I can give, Joy to give and receive. God's grace is so divine; Something to treasure. His grace is immeasurable, It encompasses all of time. Grace is the exercise of love; A love that took my place, When Jesus died for me, God's riches at Christ's expense. In God's beautiful garden of grace, Where my heart flutters free, Beneath the shelter of His tree, A haven where one feels safe. Never beyond

Dear child, do you go to other people asking for their opinions or advice before coming to me? Please don't use me as your last option. Come to me first. I am the first and the last, the beginning and the end. I created you. I knew you better than you know yourself. I know how you process situations. I know what gives you anxiety. I know what brings you joy. I know what is best for you. In this world, you have so many voices clamouring for your attention, screaming at you fro