The Stars Sing

Next time you look up at the stars and catch a little shimmer, or a ripple of light, remember: that one star is singing out into the expanse of time and space about how much our God is love and about how much He loves every part of creation.

Dictatorship Verses Discipleship

You will. You must. In your government you trust. No questions here. No dissenting there. You’re bound by order, not by care. Do this or you’re selfish. Do that cause you’ve no choice…

Love Is What Tips The Balance

Smoke clouds billow, choke, and roll;
Bleak is the day and
Dark is the night,
And yet we stand in fight, flight, fright or freeze,
Instead of voicing truth and hope—
We speak aloud discordant tones
Of beliefs and choices,
Emotions and retaliations,
And of theologies and doctrines
Personalised through carefully crafted filters of ‘good versus evil’ and ‘evil versus good.’

Blazing Hearts

What did it look like when Queen Esther carried a message about her people to the highest place in the land? Was she fearful? Of course she was. But was her love for her people stronger? Absolutely. And her God? Most definitely. That love misplaced her fear. But make no qualms about it; it was still a life or death situation Esther stepped into.

Let It Be Done On Earth As It Is In Heaven

Many, many times in the Word, God’s people faced heinous circumstances for simply loving Him. The circumstances they faced were not created or caused by God, but rather, by the enemy…the Thief. The Word says that the “Thief comes to steal, kill and destroy, but I (Jesus) have come that you might have life and life more abundant” (John 10:10)…

Back to Eden

In the beginning, we had it all. We had constant connection with our Heavenly Father (El Shaddai) and genuine governance over all creation. We had been given the ability to caretake in supernatural and providential ways, and to see El Shaddai’s Kingdom through the eyes of our hearts—there were no blockages between us and Him. The fullness of His frequency was meshed with our own...

Softly, Gently

Softly, gently,
I unfurl my wings
And rise on the life of Your breath
Into timeless places
With no beginning and no end,
And I am found in You, Perfect One. 
You’re my place of constant rest,
Where I am absent from the stuff, spit and clay 
Of my own mess....

After the Dream Dies

My womb once held a promise. A future. A hope and a dream. A child with ten fingers, ten toes, two eyes, one nose, and one spirit fashioned directly by the Light Himself. A child with my DNA bound and woven into the written notes of his or her being...

Light Like Clouds of Gold

On Thursday morning two weeks ago as I took the trash out before leaving for work, I halted mid-motion under the skyscape above. I must admit, I may have looked a little meerkat-like after poking my head out of my burrow (apartment) and then climbing all the way out in response to the “wowness” of the sky...