After coming back from Church today in Barnston I walked the dog and half way across the field suddenly heard the singing from Stebbing church. Unbeknown to them their songs were carried on the wind and reaching far across the countryside.
To stand in the middle of that beautiful field swaying in the wind whilst listening to "How great thou art" was a very special moment.
Sometimes we are unaware of the effect of what we do, but God isn't . His word stretches further than we know and reaches places we cannot possibly imagine.
"Then sings my soul, my saviour God to thee
How great thou art
How great thou art"
To stand in the middle of that beautiful field swaying in the wind whilst listening to "How great thou art" was a very special moment.
Sometimes we are unaware of the effect of what we do, but God isn't . His word stretches further than we know and reaches places we cannot possibly imagine.
"Then sings my soul, my saviour God to thee
How great thou art
How great thou art"
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