I picked these flowers for myself because I like them and because I am worth them. Why? Well, aside from everything else...
Dirt-Surfing and Molehills
Tag: Kingdom
My Own Need to Be Right
We see and hear what we want to see and hear, except on those occasions that we see and hear automatically based upon the belief systems and cultures we have grown up in, or have naturally clung to. And while this might be the case, underpinning every single person currently seeing and hearing, are basic … Continue reading My Own Need to Be Right
Religion’s Weight
So many people saying prayers, creeds, “praise Hims” and “Hallelujahs” without any (or at least maybe a strained) actual heart connection with the Person they’re proclaiming those things about. Their relationship with God either doesn’t exist, or it exists, but it’s stuck, because...
A Letter To My Sister
I’ve been thinking about you a lot this week—like a real lot.
It Only Takes One
Living in a small country town has had it’s benefits—especially during CoVid. Even though I live alone, I have been grateful for much: the obvious and the not-so-obvious...
Between the Second and Third Heavens
I suppose it would be easy For this universe and the next To collapse in on themselves— Whether through fatigue or choice— In response to the chaotic airwaves currently Having their say, Their way, Their complete disregard for Who Jesus is, Where He stands, And what He wants...
You Will Have What Your Faith Expects
If you’re a believer and you’re fighting battles through particular religious filters and with your own intellect, then Jesus says, “you will have what your faith expects!” (Matt 9:29). In this case, heated discourse and circular debates will likely be one outcome of many...
They Will Know Us By Our Love
They will know us by our love,” not by our intellect, our ability to put forth a good argument, or our desire to seek vengeance or strike back.
The Blood of Jesus
When I was about three years of age, my mum had just finished doing a kids bible study with me and she left the room. I was sitting on the edge of my bed when I looked up and saw Jesus nailed to the cross. I wasn’t scared or traumatised—even though...
All Eyes On Me
Earlier this year, on two separate occasions of worship whilst at home, I felt the presence of God so strongly in my room that I opened my eyes to find none other than Jesus standing there—very close. He had positioned His face in front of mine
