A golden light broke through and the grey of the storm was washed away. It was a light more beautiful than she had ever imagined, more pure. In the middle of the first semester of my second year at university, as I face an array of distractions, the things I heard and the things I…
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‘For when I am weak, then I am strong.’
The Lord replied, “My precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you. – Footprints, Anonymous Recently I have come to realise a sobering truth in my life. I am, as…
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Your Love Broke Through
‘Why have I found favour in your eyes that you should take notice of me, a foreigner?’ – Ruth 2.10 ————————- With gentle eyes you took my fear, A candlelight you called me home, A single flame you held me near, In darkest hour your light shines near, I’ll never be alone. ——- Through broken…
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The Church Service
Footprints paved their way across the path, drawing together, all converging to one place. In sets of twos or threes, in families, or alone, they make their way towards the doorway, they make their way in. And here come together people from so many different walks of life, here come together people from such different…
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And in a sudden moment the voices changed. Once lone voices, interweaving yet singular, separate, they now became one. A single voice. A vast community singing the same words, reaching for the heavens in a multitude of notes and yet all caught on the same one. This was the voice of the church, of people…
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The Patronus Light
The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. John 1:5 There I was, knelt on my knees, trying desperately to clean the black stain that was slowly embedding itself of the floor. It had happened in a moment, the flinch of my hand. With a quill in one hand…
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She could feel the ache running through her body, could feel the weight of a mind starved from rest, and yet as she saw a light break the horizon she was reminded of greater things. She was reminded of greater things. She was reminded that though she be weak and merely human there was a…
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Gaze in Wonder
There I’m stood, waiting, in a crowd, a wide space open before us, a few women talk animatedly in the open. But we can’t hear everything they’re saying, and as their voices disappear a wave of quiet falls over us all. My friend turns to look the other way, I begin to follow her gaze…
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Lives Laid Down
Postman’s Park contains series plaques commemorating people who have laid down their lives for someone else. It’s humbling to stand there and read of the ultimate sacrifice that these people made, more often than not for someone they did not know.
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The Lilies of the Field 