every day with Jesus…but not as we know it

every day with Jesus…but not as we know it

“Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.” Rumi   Discovering a greater bandwidth I’ve discovered that while I draw my pictures I feel quiet and content, much the same as I feel when I more...
when ordinary life feels like prayer

when ordinary life feels like prayer

My life is a remarkably ordinary life  I imagine you might say your life is too. But what is it that you love to do? Something you know as truly yours, even if it is an activity which seems unimportant to anyone else, you know the value you put on it. Have you ever...
we all need our mighty men …

we all need our mighty men …

We all need our ‘mighty men’ … David had his mighty men. All sorts of ne’er-do-wells who’d heard rumours of him and decided here was someone they wanted to follow, therefore, follow they did. I can only imagine what it must have felt like...
holy spirit as “she”?

holy spirit as “she”?

I find my heart thrills just a little when someone is brave enough to refer to the Holy Spirit as She I know gender is only emphatic when we refer to Jesus, after all he was a man, flesh and blood, no doubt about that. But Papa God, although he is mostly seen as...
praying with friends

praying with friends

There was a time many years ago when four of us used to meet regularly to pray We called it our prayer triplet, who knows why, other than we thought it funny. We’d meet fortnightly or monthly, I can’t quite remember how often, but it continued for quite a...

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