I did it. I opened my mouth and the words came out as fast as a bullet leaving the chamber of a gun. And I knew I never should have cocked the trigger, but there I stood, my self-righteousness the smoking gun of evidence to my failing.
It would be easy to justify myself; deep down I meant no harm. The words erupted from a place of hurt and disappointment. It was an unhealed wound that loaded the weapon. I can be forgiven for that, can’t I? Read More
My son is six and he is determined.
He is determined to do life his way. For example, when we are crossing the road and I ask him to hold my hand, he will immediately fold his arms, stick his chest out and walk across the road without a glance my way.
One day, when I was at my wits end, I said to him (ok, maybe yelled) “Why can’t you just OBEY ME?” Read More
I could see her eyes dancing as she began to imagine the explosions of colour that she would apply to the flat, lifeless, black and white markings. With each stroke of her colour-filled tools, creation would be born, life breathed, as she coloured the spaces between the illustrator’s designs. Read More
I prayed so much I was prayer fatigued!
Have you ever felt like that?
That you have poured your heart and soul into your prayers and... nothing.
Nothing seems to change, it feels like you will never make it passed this point. You feel alone and adrift on an ocean in a tiny boat, with no glimpse of a shoreline in sight. Lost without any understanding of which direction to even begin to row in, and you can’t even find a paddle to start! Read More
When we worry or allow anxious thoughts to occur in our mind we are looking at our lack, we are thinking with a limited mentality BUT God wants us to speak joy over our circumstances and this will attract His provision. This protects us. Read More
The fruits of the Spirit are.... ? If you can list them off without a thought then you get 10/10 on your Christian Living Test! I guarantee you at least rattled off the first three. Love, joy, peace... They are three of the greatest foundational truths of Christianity. Between love and peace sits the shortest word in the list, this three letter word has earned its place in the hall of fame of Christian words. Read More
I don’t remember when It became a part of my life. I could guess, but I am not sure, there were several wounds that welcomed It to rest securely within. I recall many childhood memories with It entwined amongst them. Amidst the emotion driven teens, Its tendrils wound themselves tightly around my heart. My mind cheerlessly controlled by Its mission, often allowing toxic thoughts to affect my internal and external words. Read More
“It’s just not fair!” Demanded my daughter, her face an unhappy scowl. Sometimes we don’t get what we want in life. I teach my children that we share in the wins and losses, but either way it is ok because God has our back. So this outburst was unusual for her. Then I saw the catalyst, her little friend continued the tirade of discontent. Dissention was ripe amongst the ‘losers’, their attitude driven by a strong sense of entitlement. They did not get their own way and they were going to let everyone know it. Read More
Heart full and head strong. Her heartbeat pounds in her ears like a victory drum as she navigates beyond the tall dark trees. She draws nearer now. She has been formed, strengthened, and honed in the journey. She is not the woman she once was. She spies the clearing ahead and a smile breaks forth. Read More
As she approaches the well he speaks to her…“Will you give me a drink of water?” There is kindness in His voice; his eyes are fixed upon hers, his gaze is steady, but not in the way that most men’s gazes usually linger over her shape. She is intrigued. Surprised. “You are a Jew and I am a Samaritan woman. How can you ask me for a drink?” He is breaking every law, every rule that exists between them. He is a man, she a woman, He is a stranger, she is unknown and alone. He is a Jew, she a Samaritan. Drinking from her cup makes him unclean. Read More