I love churches. So many footsteps of faith - both big and small - from Saints and Sinners, entwined through history to gather at the Alter of the Trinity. Such a mystery you can't always describe it.
A quiet place was needed this week to have a picnic of all things and gather my own thoughts after a moment in life that happened. And so I found myself stumbling across Horsford All Saints. - www.horsfordbenefice.org.uk/our-parishes/horsford-all-saints-church/.
This delightful Parish church shared articulately it's history, noted that it held common wealth graves, regular worship and Eco Awards.
A quiet place to eat my lunch and to offer prayer and quiet praise (and annoyances with God.)
And whilst - as the pictures show - the grass may have been dying my own heart was encouraged to grow closer to God to m visit to Horsford All Saints.
It also stirred a fascination in Church architecture with enough zeal to do further research - all because of a line between flint and brick work.
Below are some images of the Church and it's grounds.
Thank you Lord for the life and work of Horsford All Saints. May they know the blessing of your reign as they work out your purpose here on earth, and that they may know the many saints that have proceeded into the Kingdom of Heaven that have worshipped and lived life at the door of this parish continue to cheer them on as they run the race. All blessing and honour to you Father, Son and Holy Spirit.
Amen.






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