We often live life from the perspectives of past or future, but how often do we stop to enjoy the moment we are actually in? How often do we stop to enjoy and be thankful for our ‘now’?
Religion Or Jesus?
Religion says, “do.” Jesus says, “abide.” Religion says, “know about.” Jesus says, “know Me.” Religion says, “perform!” Jesus says, “follow Me.” The two couldn’t be more different.
Reflecting over life today, and taking some moments to be thankful to Yeshua for answered prayer, his protection and guidance, and for hope—for who He is as well as what He does.
From Anxiety Into Peace
Sweaty palms, uncontrollable shaking, heart racing, self fragmenting. Restriction squeezing breath from lungs. Not seeing through eyes, but rather, through panicked, crackling frequencies of flick-flick-flick-flickering light… but there is a way out.
Still, Small Voice
…most wars are incensed and driven by propaganda through news media sources, entertainment, and (now) social media algorithms… but do we need to oblige propaganda in this way?
Child of God
Being a child of our Heavenly Father is simple: we get to place our hand in His and copy what He does.
Into The Unknown
I don’t know how it happened, but slowly, like a dripping tap and without me being even a teensy bit aware of it, my eyes had wandered from Jesus and onto a plethora of other things. I had lost my first love. The flame in my belly had waned to but a few coals and the flicker of life had all but disappeared…
Freewiting || No Filter
Child within, we are in a time where the paper kingdoms of the world are being brought down. Are you ready to be you again? Are you ready to dream again? Are you ready to stand in your place of freedom and just.be.you? I can’t wait to see you partnering with ushering in the new.
You Being You
Sometimes you’ve just gotta embrace an offbeat approach to life because on the beat can fast become monotonous and boring…
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…