Roses may be red and violets blue but Love is… NOT poetry My Dad’s wedding gift to us was a simple assignment. Read 1 Corinthians 13. Of course we were both already familiar with this passage, and studied it together during our courtship. I remember us attempting this whlist in the first days of our newlywed high – with the best intentions, it seemed like … Continue reading Love is… NOT poetry
So… I’ve been feeling sorry for myself lately. During my primary school years – around age 9 or 10, one of the most anticipated events at the end of the school day was the ice cream man. As my mind shifted from the joy of not being the last one to be let out of the classroom (everything was a competition when I was younger … Continue reading Are you having a pity party?
From the moment we are born, we are nurtured and shaped into an overly competitive and selfcentred, “survival of the fittest” mentality – if not by our immediate families, then the societies we grow up in. We are told that weakness is not an option and second place is not good enough. We develop personal agendas to be “the leader” and “the best” in every … Continue reading Calling envy out
When “crusades” are held in parts of Africa, in Asia – ministers share the hope of the Gospel, and they witness about salvation through Christ Jesus. They travel equipped with the simple and needful message of the Gospel. But in parts of the West, sometimes unfortunately it’s gimics, fancy words and complacency. Two weeks ago I was watching a live feed on good ol’ social … Continue reading Bored of the Gospel?
What makes you so different? But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvellous light: 1 Peter 2:9 What makes you a Christian? According to the helpful results of a very quick Google search and I quote: “…in 2010 Christianity was … Continue reading What makes you so different?
I spent most of my teenage years in rebellion. Against what, I’m not really sure. I still recall being pushed out of the pews by my cousin, I must have been around 10 years old. In good will, she encouraged me to answer the church altar call. But sadly that is all I remember from that memory, I don’t recall any on-going conversations to help … Continue reading Why I started hearing God
I had big trust issues growing up. You would think this made me guarded, secretive, defensive. No. Instead I made myself vulnerable to everyone. I decided the best way to protect myself from disappointment, was to have no expectations of anyone. I recall my explanation to a friend – since I couldn’t bring myself to trust anyone, I would make sure anything I disclosed … Continue reading Vulnerability in Love