*This article was first published on Indiaanya. We’re almost midway through this year and as I look back over the last four months, I can only stand amazed at what God has begun doing in my life. It seems a bit surreal to say this but I’m an artist. It still feels extremely new and…
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The Art of Tea and Conversation
*This article was first published on Indiaanya. How do you have a good conversation? That was the topic for this month and as I mulled it over, I wondered about the conversations I have each day and I realised something. Most of my conversations were very superficial. I was coasting through life barely skimming the…
When Faith Dies
*This post was first published on Indiaanya. 2021 was the worst year in all my 39 years on this planet. It ripped me apart in more ways than one. It tore through my defences. It attacked my marriage and children. But, worst of all – it disintegrated my faith. It left me adrift and lonely,…
What a Season of Loss Taught Me About Grief
*This post was first published on Indiaanya. Grief and sadness come to all of us. None of us are beyond its scope. It meets us on the road of life, sometimes blindsiding us in its suddenness, urgency, and magnitude. It leaves us floundering in a morass of pain and despair, weighed down until we feel…
Desperate Longing
Psalm 130 is a heart cry. From the depths of desperation and pain, the psalmist pens a prayer that has echoed the heart cries of thousands of God’s children down the ages. I love this psalm for its honesty and transparency. This prayer lays it all out there and pleads, this is me—sin-riddled and depraved—now…
How Are You, Really?
That’s such a complex question, isn’t it? It looks deceptively simple, but it packs a punch. It asks so much of you. Forces you to dig deeper. To examine all those niggling thoughts and frissons of emotions. To go through your heart, soul, and mind with a fine tooth comb. It’s uncomfortable. And I dislike…
Are You Willing?
“Are you willing?” You asked And I, all unafraid, said yes, of course! I was praying for revival, a shaking up of the Church, a desire for deeper intimacy with You. Then I heard You ask me the question again—quietly and solemnly—”Are you willing?” And this time, something told me to beware, to think this…
Fighting Fear
When fear paralyses, unhinging sanity, I find myself adrift, lost and alone. I plead for clarity; some assurance of safety. But instead You ask me to lean on Your certainty. To trust Your sovereignty. To believe Your ability. It is not easy, what You’re asking of me. But Lord, I want to believe; so help…
How Do I Love Thee … Let Me Count The Ways …
**This post first appeared on Indiaanya** Love – poets have written about it, musicians have sung about it, and artists have painted about it. The emotion has been well documented, researched, examined, experienced and yet, humankind only seems to scratch the surface. The more you study it, the more you find to study. No wonder God…
What’s The Rush?
I wish I could grab Time by the shirt tails and get him to stand still. Life seems to be rushing past; I can barely catch my breath. I have so many half-done and undone jobs that I feel like my mind will explode. So many balls in the air that some are definitely going…
Epiphanies Regarding Faith
As I read more of Hebrews I’m slowly comprehending what does and does not constitute faith. The Bible says that without faith it is impossible to please God (Hebrews 11:6). So what does faith entail? Faith is not merely passive acceptance of divine promises but an active certitude expressed in obedience, persistence, and sacrifice. The…
Don’t Believe What You See
“For we walk by faith, not by sight.” II Corinthians 5:7 As Christians we’ve heard this phrase so many times it sometimes loses its power and significance. I’m guilty of this complacency, but recently after hearing this song, I’ve been challenged to live by faith and not believe what my eyes tell me. My eyes…
When Is It Ok To Commit Murder?
**A version of this post first appeared on Indiaanya.** One subject has been on my mind recently. It haunts me and seems to follow my every online interaction – it pops up in news articles and has been in the limelight for a while now – abortion. I have read articles on both sides of…
Double Digits, Darling!
Double digits, darling! We’ve made it to ten. And how much we’ve packed into that decade. We’ve both changed; learnt to adjust, to submit, to love. We appreciate each other more after ten years. Like fine wine, we grow better with age! The road has been bumpy; I won’t deny it. Yet, the One who…
Dawdling Along
With my 8th month almost ending, things are beginning to slow down rather than speed up, which is rather annoying. To begin with, since I’ve cleaned out every conceivable storage space in my house, packed my hospital bag, bought all baby essentials, and prepared (as much as possible) for any eventuality, there is basically nothing…
33 Weeks And Counting…
33 weeks pregnant. I’ve cleaned out the cupboards. Sorted out the baby clothes. Rearranged the books and toys. And organised my hospital bag. Now I’m twiddling my thumbs, Wondering what to clean out next. I wonder – is this what it means to “nest”? My to-do list is checked. The room’s been painted. The crib’s…
New Year Resolutions
The last day of the year. A time to reminisce. A time for nostalgia. To sing auld lang syne as I usher in a new year. But also a time to make some decisions. To identify what truly matters, and pursue it wholeheartedly. Resolutions are passé. I’ve made them before. And forgotten them within a…
Trivial Pursuits
I’m not really a crafty person. Before you begin wondering if I’m refusing to accept a charge of being duplicitous or devious, let me clarify that I’m disavowing any claim of craftsmanship. However I do enjoy working with my hands. Whether this be working on a jigsaw puzzle, painting a paint-by-numbers canvas, sketching or colouring in…
Contemplating The Challenge
We’re on the home stretch now. Only three more days to go. This 50-Day Writing Challenge began as something to motivate me to be disciplined about writing. Since then it has morphed into an avenue to process and express my thoughts and emotions. Additionally, it has helped me see beyond writing for the sake of writing….
Heart Cries
Oh Lord, forgive me. Forgive me for not wanting to obey You. For wanting my own way. For allowing fear and anger to rule me. For the unkind thoughts and words. For the lack of love. For all that does not glorify You, I’m sorry! Please change me Father because I cannot. This hard, bitter…
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