Even as I write this, I feel rather embarrassed. It’s almost like I’m making a big deal out of nothing. Like I’m a whiny child. I feel I ought to not let it affect me. To be the bigger person and forgive and forget and all that jazz. So why am I letting petty problems…
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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…
The Set of the Sail
“We cannot know God by thinking alone, but we can never know Him very well without a lot of hard thinking.” – Aiden Wilson Tozer Have you ever met a writer who made you think? I’m not just talking about letting your imagination soar but rather, someone whose words really made you sit up and…
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…
Legacy of a Pack Rat
I was nominated for a book cover challenge on Instagram recently. For 7 days I needed to post the covers of 7 books. The catch was no reviews, no explanations, just the cover. The aim was to promote literacy and the love of good books. I was thoroughly thrilled to do the challenge. But it…
Whispers of Desperation
Lord, forgive my feebleness; my panic-riddled heart that urges me to run away. I know my faults and weaknesses. And fear that they will be revealed. I feel like a hypocrite and dread the future. I know all the masks I wear. All that I pretend to be. Why, O Lord, are you pushing me…
A Hope-filled Perspective
Interesting thought popped into my mind today as it is wont to do from time to time. The Lord works in mysterious ways after all! I read this very very familiar portion in 1 Samuel 16:7, But the Lord said to Samuel, “Do not look at his appearance or at his physical stature, because I…
On Being Pruned…
Pruning is never fun. I’m not discussing gardening activities but rather the spiritual season. The funny thing is, I didn’t even recognise it for what it was. I just assumed I was being bombarded by trials and knew I was barely staying afloat, let alone swimming against the current (I’ve got all my metaphors mixed…
The Heart of Mission
**This post first appeared on Indiaanya** Mission-mindedness. I have to confess that I am not the most mission-minded person on the planet. Honestly, it is not something that comes naturally to me. I have always been awed by missionaries and evangelists because they seem to have such a clear call that they obey, regardless of…
On Choosing To Obey
“The wise man built his house upon the rock. The wise man built his house upon the rock. The wise man built his house upon the rock. And the rain came tumbling down…” As a child I sang this song in Sunday School a million times, and now I hear my daughter sing it a…
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…
Do The Next Thing
At an old English parsonage down by the sea, there came in the twilight a message to me. Its quaint Saxon legend deeply engraven that, as it seems to me, teaching from heaven. And all through the hours the quiet words ring, like a low inspiration, ‘Do the next thing.’ Many a questioning, many a…
Ready And Waiting
So we may boldly say: “The Lord is my helper; I will not fear. What can man do to me?” Hebrews 13:6 This is one of those verses in the Bible that sound so familiar that they are overlooked or fall by the wayside due to overuse. Even as I read it the other day,…
The Heart of the Matter
Bitterness springs up so easily, destroying every aspect of a relationship. It clouds one’s perspective until all one can see is the perceived maliciousness in the other’s words and actions. As I wondered what caused bitterness to rise up in me, I realised it was a defensive reaction to feeling hurt or slighted by another’s…
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…
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