Thoughts, a Memory and a Prayer.

               Forty years ago I sat beside a dark-haired woman at a Conference.

She was in a wheel-chair in the aisle beside my seat.  She gave me a radiant smile and in that moment of  ‘connection’ we both understood something spiritual which blesses me on reflection.

The theme of this Conference was teaching on the centrality of the Word of God to life and where we would all journey if we follow the Shepherd.

The music throbbed. We were invited to worship.  To stand and dance if the Spirit inspired.

The song was ‘Streets of Gold’

‘We will dance on the streets that are golden, the glorious Bride and the great Son of Man..’

I stood beside Meg in the aisle and took her hand.    We both worshipped. I danced and spiritually she danced beside me.

‘Do you believe one day I will really dance?’ she asked.

‘Absolutely!’ I responded.

I never saw Meg again.    I knew she was a musician, a teacher and a Christian Ambassador for the disabled .      Paralysed below the waist from the age of four after an accident,  I know she went on to live a quality life and to help many others.

Last night I dreamt of Meg.    I was taken back to that moment in time.

I asked the Lord, in the dream Is she dancing now?          I heard on the wind.

She is with ME and ALL things have been restored to her.

Today I offer up a prayer of thankfulness for past memories which speak of KINGDOM.

With arms uplifted I remember our faith and the Hope, which inspires through all the valleys and Hills of life.

P E A C E!