I was literally lying in a sea of my own odd socks.
There is always hope. And it starts again with with each new morning.
Find yourself thinking ‘I should’ an awful lot these days?
I should be enjoying home schooling…
I should be half a stone lighter…
I should be keeping in touch more with friends and family…
Maybe there’s a more helpful approach …
The impact of your life is a bit like walking along the seashore across the sand, picking up shells as you go. Those shells you lift along the way represent the lives you have touched. Before you know it, you’ve walked the length of the beach. A little love each day can go a very long way.
If you had one day left to live, what would you say, what would you do, and what would you give?
When something’s gotta give, give it over to the one who got the balance perfectly right.
Jesus walked the impossible tightrope of deity and humanity on this earth. He was always productive, in rest and in work. He poured out endlessly but stored up spiritually. He knew to say no to the wrong things so he could say yes to the right things. He was perfectly self aware without being remotely self focused. He balanced the scales of grace and truth perfectly. He is perfectly consistent in all his judgments and totally fair in all His assessments. His unmistakable authority complements His irrefutable humility. He is always loving, in kindness and in rebuke. He is majestic and meek simultaneously.
Jesus understood who he was and what he came to do. He gave his life so others could find it. And because he lived the perfect life and died the perfect death, he provided a win-win solution to our inability to get things right.
‘For everything there is a season, and a time for every purpose under heaven…’ (Ecclesiastes 3:1) I looked out my kitchen window yesterday and noticed an apple or two still on my tree. It looked like they were just clinging on for dear life, just hanging on by a single twig. Anyone else feel aContinue reading “Clinging on for dear life”
Winter will end, And time will heal; New life will come! We’ll see the Sun, and Come forth whole.
As the nights bleed into days…
As time slips through your fingers
As you continue to show unconditional love, even when you’re on your knees
You are stronger than you know, and braver than you think
I remember struggling to lift my limbs to get up off the sofa and crying fearful tears, ‘Have I pushed myself too far? Will this be permanent? Is this chronic fatigue?’