Words and ‘Thank You’

Because I am a words person, there are days when I hear too many words and my brain can’t keep up. This is when overwhelm can kick in. Why? Well, I muse over words. I say them. I like to savour their rhythms, intonations, combinations and meanings in the same way another might savour a fine wine or a favourite meal. Words mean something to me. So when I see words being used as weapons, it angers me…

Into the Garden

I reflect on all of the activity taking place in my garden: "The leaves really do move as though they are clapping their hands. The She Oak sings and sways in response to gentle breezes. There is movement in the pond where the fish zip back and forth, and somewhere off in the distance a kookaburra laughs about the rain that is coming from a distant place."

Ancient Keys

“And I will give you the keys to the Kingdom so that whatsoever you bind on earth shall have been bound in Heaven, and whatsoever you loose on earth shall have been loosed in heaven!”

Grow Garden, Grow

As our feet move upon the earth, the earth recognises who we are and Who it is that we carry. It recognises the love we give, the hope we speak, and the joy written upon the tablets of our hearts. As our feet fall upon mountains and valleys, dirt paths and grass, we carry the Greatest of all gardeners within us and—like Him—we create gardens wherever we go…

The Road Less Travelled

This relentlessly smooth always-headed-somewhere-safe freeway has been my companion for years. Its wide, black surface first captured my attention when I decided one day that I needed an adventure…

…And Watch The World Change…

I have partaken in ongoing personal and social observations over the past decade. These observations have been based upon the things that have happened when my presence (or person) has been removed from different meetings, places, and people groups (whether through circumstance or by choice)…

The Greater Kingdom

Sometimes we think we are ‘done for.’ Dead. Gone. That the end or the ruin of each of us has begun. Why do we think this? Largely because the enemy issues us with threats based on what our physical eyes can see happening around us in this earthly kingdom. He weaves webs of words to paint psychologically twisted narratives (or illusions) that tell us there is absolutely no hope and no other way than to bow the knee to his thoughts or plans….

Two Seraphim || Defend This Holy Ground

One particular evening, I had fallen asleep kind of early, but was awoken just before midnight by two voices talking on either side of my bed in a language I didn’t understand. They were deep, strong, melodic voices and as they talked, I could feel love and holiness (I can’t explain what holiness feels like, only that I didn’t know whether I should stay still, sit up, or even dare to put my feet on the ground) moving from whichever dimensions they were stood in, and in through to my room…