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Your Bob owes our Bob a Bob, if your Bob doesn't return the Bob your Bob owes our Bob, our Bob will give your Bob a Bob in the eye... So goes an old tongue in cheek tongue-twister with the word Bob being repeated not less than 10 times. Now Moses, that peerless leader...
Am I being silly with this prayer request? I thought as I asked God for help. "You'll never make it," the airline agent said on the phone as I booked my flight. "You only have 30 minutes and you have to go through the airport to change airlines. The aircraft is very...
Today we come to the concluding part of the series titled "Remembering to Remember". In this part, we shall further understand the significance of "Remembering the Lord's several favors" under two sub-headings... Reflect... While we all have the universal call to be...
Guilty. Self-pity nearly won. There was a time in my life when I felt unworthy and useless like the pulp my juicer spits out. Memory of that season rushed in when my friend and I had lunch last week. "You won't believe it," she said, "After I juice, I use the pulp to...
The story of Jonah and the big fish is perhaps one of the most well-known stories in the Bible. Ask any Christian what it means, and you will hear something about how obedience to God is important, how we can't run from God, etc. As I was praying for direction that...
Lately it seems I've been waking up far too early for my liking. In the early morning hours it can be a mite lonely, and the funny thing is I've never been an early riser. This morning my eyes opened before the sun came up, this time in part to my wife's cell phone...
We are together. All of us here together. No-one not our brother, or our sister. We are together. So much more with one another. That in truth we make a multitude. We are together. Not alone, but wired for each other. Connected by threads that cannot be unwound. Not...
I wonder What are we building? With the tools we have been given. What can we build? That will stand in wind and storms. That won’t perish, like the earth, and fade like worn out clothes. What are we building? That will last longer than silver and gold. That will be...
Tui, with your white throat, you dance on the flimsy limb, and sing a song, that keeps me listening. As the wind tosses the leaves against a leaden winter sky, I wonder you have a tune still that causes your breast to rise . I fear the cold that I can feel in the...
I fall asleep to my petitions, and wake with praise on my lips and the sense of something turned around, as I slept. “I make all things new”, He says. Just like the sun, on a new day is the same but rises clothed afresh in a thousand different shades. Just as...
Space When you’re present is all around you. Space to lift your arms out wide. To twirl. Space to fall down on your knees. To unfurl, and recognise, that when you’re present the whole world stops too. In that moment that you catch your breath, the space catches you....
I, love I, love from here. From my heart, which burns, and beats and smiles and cries. Which starts and smarts, with each move and turn of the subjects of my love. I am mother, I am wife. I am friend, and lover of God. But my heart, is inside out. Love does that. It...
(The words of this poem were written to be sung to the tune of "You are my Sunshine"...) You are my Sonshine, my only Sonshine, You make me happy when skies are gray, I want to tell You how much I love You, Your light shines on me each and every day! The other night...