Because Souls Are Like Gardens
'Because Souls Are Like Gardens' is a collection of fictional and non-fictional musings—anywhere from life's quirky moments and general happenings, to thoughts and experiences around Jesus, the Kingdom, and truth. Much like a garden, what is planted here today, will be different to what is planted here tomorrow. Happy Pickin's!
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."
Where am I and where are You? It is as though a light switch is flicked on and my hands burn with fire. My heart gate opens. Jesus, I am enamoured with Your eyes. The deep pools; the deep wells; the deep places that eternally call to deep places. It’s funny you know, Jesus, I … Continue reading Snapshot Glimpses
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.’
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)…
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...
Cath? Why can’t you be more logical, More rational, More sequential And more commonsensical In your thinking?
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...
I see Jesus stepping onto platforms made from wood and nails, cement and bricks, electronics and social media, hearts and minds—platforms that have been made for religion, culture and the entertainment of man. Platforms that have made God subservient to their own agendas, ideas, and desires...
If I am to be honest, sometimes seasons like this can be burdensome and tiring (depending on which lens I choose to look through), but just now in worship I began seeing some things that I now feel led to share with you. They are eternal things I value and treasure...
I see small sailboats gliding over water. The water is pristine. Calm. Clear and enticing. The sailboats are all headed in the same direction with the breath of Holy Spirit...
Because Souls Are Like Gardens 