Fields of Grace

Pt 3 of the Woman in White


The Woman in White, Precious, found herself in a massive field. As far as the eye could see, there was green grass and wildflowers. The sky overhead had only a few white fluffy clouds floating through.

The Knight stood next to her, taking joy in her delight at her surroundings.

"I could stay here forever," Precious said contentedly. "I didn't know such a place existed."

The Knight smiled. "Where ever you go, no matter what it looks like, you're always walking in my fields of grace."

"Always?" she asked, surprised.

"Yes, for I Am with you always."

"Even when you've pulled away and I can't see you?"

"Especially then," He answered.

Precious took this in, or tried to. It would explain the scent she could smell while chasing after Him. It was a sweet scent, like nothing she'd ever smelled before. Sometimes she thought it smelled like roses, other times like lilacs, but not quite. In a weird kind of way, it made sense.

"Precious...Dance with Me?"He always asked...never just assumed. Precious smiled at Him, and nodded.

Sometimes the dance was wild with exuberance...other times, like now, it was intimate and close. Her head rested against His chest and His arms sheltered her.

When the dance came to an end, the Knight led her to the edge of the green...which hadn't been there before.

"I have a mission for you, Precious," He said to her. "Throughout this land there are people who were like you...alone, lost, dying for want of Me."

"Yes?"

"Go...Show them who I AM."

"Show them? Can't you just go to them? Like you did me?"

The Knight chuckled. "I came to you because you saw me in others."

"Oh." That was how it had happened. She looked at the barren land in front of her. "You want me to go into that?"

"Though the land around you seems barren, you still walk in fields of grace. You carry me with you wherever you go, remember?"

She nodded, already feeling vulnerable.

The Knight placed something on her head. "Precious, you do not go unarmed. I am your armor."

The woman looked down, feeling other weights. She had experienced this before, but hadn't understood. Her boots were light, even though a shiny metal covered the toes. A simple leather belt encircled her waist and held the silvery breastplait in place as well as her sword. At her feet rested a large shield. It look heavy, but as she picked it up, found it to be light. Her head, she knew was covered with a helmet. She looked up at her Knight and felt her heart pounding at the thought of not being able to see Him.

"Remember...Follow after Me..."

The Knight took off, and for the first time, Precious noticed that there was a path beneath her feet. Her hand resting on her sword, and her shield hugged close...she took the first step foward.......