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Joy – daily

Joy – daily

Recently, Brink and I were driven to the airport by a young man, totally unaware of the fact that he had been imploring the Lord to bring something special across his way. Settling in the car, we didn’t immediately make ourselves comfortable to take a much-needed...
Who is your God?

Who is your God?

“Who is my God?” This isn’t a question one would normally ask of yourself when struggling with a worrisome situation or a deep disappointment. One day, as I was nursing an upset because of some less sympathetic remark my dear gentleman husband had made, I sensed the...
Tree or tumbleweed

Tree or tumbleweed

Journaling is a handy way to jot down the truths I learn from God in my time at his feet, my ‘quiet time’. Unfortunately, it so often happens that such a truth stays in my journal and the result is that, when the test comes, I don’t have that wonderful truth to hand....
The language of hugs

The language of hugs

“Can you give me a hug?” Hugging a complete stranger, and a homeless one at that?! I was completely taken aback. This homeless man was selling Big Issue magazines in one of London’s Underground stations – and I was in a hurry. I wasn’t wearing a WWJD wrist band, but I...
Katie

Katie

This fabric with a selection of pretty shoes was my choice for Katie, an enthusiastic liver of life, a valuable asset to her husband and a loving mother of two little princesses. Her passion for telling others about Jesus reminds me of “the shoes of the Gospel of...