A place to share my thoughts, struggles, experiences, reflections and, most importantly, my hope.
Depression has cast a shadow on my life for about five years now. It hit its worst when I was sixteen. I thought that it would never change, that I would never get better. But then I did. And yet it stayed lurking nearby, and I could feel it coming back again last Christmas, sneaking back…
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‘Prayer.’ It’s a big word, right? Maybe even a scary word? Perhaps we all have an idea of what it means, but maybe not quite how to approach it. As Christians, prayer is a vital part of our life. Prayer is a privilege. And yet we can find it so hard to pray, so hard…
Read More‘You have heard that it was said, “Love your neighbour and hate your enemy.” But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, that you may be children of your Father in heaven. He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the…
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Last Sunday I was baptised. It was wonderful, it was a truly special day. I was given the chance to share the good news of Jesus with some of those that I loved most and publicly proclaim my faith to my church. And more importantly unite myself with Jesus and acknowledge everything that my God has done…
Read MoreA 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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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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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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The Lilies of the Field 