F I E L D

"More than words, more than good ideas. I found Your love in the open fields."  - Will Reagan & the United Pursuit

There is this place I go when I close my eyes. I breathe deep and drift. When I open my eyes, I’m in a field. The grass is long and I watch as the wind sifts through in perfect harmony. I lay flat against the earth looking up at the opaque sky, the sun pressed against my skin. I gaze over my shoulder and see the Father smiling at me. Immediately I am filled with infinite joy and peace. He stretches His hand out to me, His divine hand, and I take hold. We begin to run. No words are spoken, but I know I am loved, chosen — set apart. Here, in this place, this field — with Him, I am free.