the covering
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I had ministered on the South Coast of England amongst people I consider good friends having
been a few times now …
At the end of the day some special ones came and blessed me in a way I will never forget .
I still have the warm purple blanket and sometimes place it over my shoulders ‘in remembrance’ of the act of love and how I felt .
For me they represented my Father, and I have mediatated a lot on how He is a God who covers us .. eg in the way the father covered his returning son with his special robe !
It had been a good day
The people came with open hearts
Ready to believe
They made the pilgrimage
They took the step
They wanted to receive.
So Father came
No need for us to send
a ‘reponds s’il vous plaits ‘
He loves to come
And drink with us
When hearts and doors are open
If we will join him on the way
And having ministered throughout the time
As meeting came to close
I felt that happy warmth inside
That I had been the honoured host
That carried and displayed God’s love before the people
So they could worship him
But also I was tired - a good tired
And in that place of contentment and peace
That moment of blessing and rest
Four sisters came
Like those who ministered to the Lord
Four special ones to stand with me
With smiles of joy and thankfulness, and fellowship, and sparkles in their eyes
‘This blanket is for you , ‘
They said
In all humility
They wrapped it round my shoulders
The act so full of grace and beauty
And then they prayed
And in the covering I felt
The heavy, weighty gentle presence of the Lord
And it became for me within that moment
A Sacrament of love
A covering
A warm embrace
A blessing from above
A symbol of His thankfulness
A gift
Of beautiful simplicity
And honouring
An act of love poured out on me
Became a door
Into the higher realm of eternity
A picture speaks 1000 words
An action thousands more
That simple act of kindness
That joyful act of love
Will stay with me forevermore
John nuttall 2018