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Where are Your Eyes?
I look at myself and I get so discouraged. I want so much to be like the beautiful heart that is Jesus, and yet I know so many times I am not. I know there is selfishness in me that rises up, over and over. You'd think, after all these years of being his, that being like him would get easier. Instead, I am aware, more and more, of how far short I am. The thing is, that's where Satan wants my eyes - on me. On my failures. It brings me down so that my heart shrinks away from my
The Scars
I mowed a little too deeply in one strip of our lawn yesterday. Right down the middle of the lawn! I know it will very quickly recover and look like the rest, but sitting here, looking over my garden, my eyes return over and over to that strip! It's like the rest of the beauty laid out before me fades into insignificance, while my eyes are drawn to the scar. It seems to be our way as humans. Our brain notices the anomaly. Before it appreciates anything else! And we tend to no
Kinsman-Redeemer
I love the concept of the Kinsman-Redeemer. In ancient Jewish law, if someone fell into debt they couldn't pay, anything could be taken from them to pay the debt! Including their children! Or their own freedom if they were sent to prison for it. If a woman's husband died, she could lose everything. Generally, property was passed through the males of the family. Women were totally dependent on the provisions of the men in their homes. Into these situations stepped the Kinsman-
Looking Back...
Many people say "Have no regrets." I look back on my life and I'm afraid that doesn't work for me. I do have regrets. Things I wish I hadn't done. Or had done differently. I recognise that I have a part in some of the biggest struggles in my life. As much as I try to do things right, I'm human, and I often react poorly. We humans do have a tendency for that. I understand why people say "Have no regrets". It's so that we don't get trapped in the past, constantly dragged down
Two Trees
In the Garden of Eden were two trees. One was the Tree of Life. Eating from that tree brought nourishment and healing, and the quiet contentment that comes with knowing that all is well. The other tree was the Tree of Knowledge - all knowledge - both good and evil! They represented, then, a choice. Do I trust in the wisdom and nurture of God? Or do I take that drive to "know", and just run with it? We all know the answer to that original story. They chose to know. And the res
His Way
I really admire Jesus in the Upper Room. The way he moved from person to person, gently washing the grime from their feet. It was customary in those days, to wash the dust from the feet of travellers who came to rest in your home. Most people travelled on foot. Carriages and carrying beasts weren't commonly available to the average man. And the roads travelled were unsealed and dusty. Each step taken covered their sandled feet in puffs of dust. It was courteous to have a serv
Pet Love ❤️
Every so often I hear a little dog barking near our house. It sounds so much like Teddi, a precious little pet we lost a couple of years ago. And it makes me a little sad. Death is a part of our lives here - and even with our animals, the goodbyes are hard. But I sat and remembered her fluffy little wriggly body, so excited to be held and loved that she almost wiggled right out of your arms! And I realised something. Our pets bring us a love that is different from friends and
Christmas Wonder
There is a lot of "magic" about Christmas. The twinkling lights and colourful displays that open our children's eyes wide with wonder! The whispers of a jolly and generous giver who travels the world at tremendous speed delivering gifts to children all over the world! Reindeer who fly!! And eat carrots left out for them!! We hang pretty baubles on trees strung with lights!! Sing songs of joy and hope and family love!! We sing and we party and family comes home!! We share deli
Stick Man
Just finished watching "Stick Man" with my grand babies. It's a story by Julia Donaldson about a stick man who became separated from his stick family by so many people and animals with uses for that "stick". He wanders, lost and alone, through dramas and adventures, all the while longing and trying to find his way home. Mid way through the video, my little two year old became very sad for him and began to cry. I pulled her on to my lap and said - "It's ok. He'll find a way ho
The Final Outcome!
This beautiful picture - the final outcome of the Christmas story... (Revelation 21:1-5) Then I saw “a new heaven and a new earth,” for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea. I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Look! God’s dwelling place is now among the people, and he will dwell with
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