I chose you to be my adopted son, Yes its true, all the work has been done. Your name written in heaven's book,  Let me show you, let's have a look.   Really, there is no room for doubting it, No longer an outcast or a misfit, Given a name marked out as royalty, A reward, my child, for all your loyalty.   Yes, bought out of slavery, redeemed, Something that you never would have dreamed. And now with Holy Spirit in you sealed, Prostrate on your face, have you kneeled.   And no

The old oak kitchen table Stood on the uneven floor. She slid down the bench seat. Rubbed her hands on the table top. She smiled and remembered. The day her 2-year-old grandson Had danced on the tabletop. The day her whole family had played Monopoly How they had laughed and complained How her youngest usually won. The Sunday morning her future son-in-law Asked for her beautiful daughter’s hand in marriage. When her crazy friends had a posh tea party. The tears, the laughs, th

Love..... It is the true element found in everyday. Love..... It is found in everything we do and say. Love..... It is there even if we try to hide it away. Love..... It is wherever it intends to stay. Love..... it is the human vibrational energy. Love..... it is necessary but often not easy. Love..... it is our own story on our own journey. Love..... It is the greatest thing we can give away. Love..... It is both painful and happy. Love..... it is often the price we have to

I'm on a journey at the moment. It's a hard journey, a journey full of pain and grieving, but also a journey which includes touches of beauty and moments of grace. Someone very dear to me was recently diagnosed with terminal cancer and hasn't got very much longer to live on this earth, although thankfully, she has an eternity to live in heaven.   So why have I called my blog Fields of Grace? Well, last week I was worshipping God and praying about the situation and the journey

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. 

Dear child Every person that you come across is my sheep. They have not yet encountered their good Shepherd. Each person you struggle to love, the ones that get under your skin. The outspoken ones, the angry ones, the unkind ones , even the ones that say they hate me. They are all my sheep. They need a Shepherd. Most are unaware of their need for me. You’re  my sheep and you recognise my voice. You walk close to me. Keep close, and as you keep responding to my whisper, others

Dear Child I see you in your pit. I hear your moans and groans. I know the depth of your pain. I feel your disappointment. When you cry...

Photo by bschwehn  on Freeimages.com I see myself standing at a crossroads.  Ahead of me, I can see the narrow path that leads to life. ...

Jesus invites you to lay down what you carry, Do you delay and do not tarry. Let go of your duty, your performance and your shame,...