Journal

Honouring your stories, revealing God’s grace, releasing hope…

When you don’t have any words….

“Our Father dwelling in the heavenly realms, May the glory of Your Name Be the center on which our lives turn. Manifest Your kingdom-realm, And cause Your every purpose to be fulfilled on earth, Just as it is fulfilled in heaven! We acknowledge You as our Provider Of all that we need each day. Forgive us the wrongs we have done as we ourselves Release forgiveness to those who have wronged us. Rescue us every …

Bailey’s Story – Lessons from the Dog Beach

Bailey’s Story – Lessons from the Dog Beach

I took our dog Bailey to the beach today. We are fortunate to have a number of ‘off leash’ beaches only minutes from where we live and they provide a great space for our very active pup, to burn off some energy. We visit the beach most weeks and every time we go Bailey’s reaction is exactly the same – pure, unadulterated joy. It doesn’t matter whether it is sunny and still, windy and grey …

Called to be a Light Bearer – Mary’s Story

Called to be a Light Bearer – Mary’s Story

When I was 10 years old, my sisters and I were sent to live with my grandfather and his second wife, Nanna, for a couple of months, whilst my mother was in hospital. Nanna was the librarian at the local Catholic Primary School and so we became students there. Apart from the normal adjustments involved in changing schools, the move also meant that, for the first time, we were exposed to Roman Catholicism. This proved …

Grace – More than Enough!

Grace – More than Enough!

For the past few weeks I have been in the grip of an awful virus that sucked every last bit of energy out of me. I cannot remember feeling so sick, in a very long time. No matter how hard I willed myself to get out of bed and do something productive I just couldn’t do it. Lists went unchecked, boxes were not ticked, plans were cancelled, and goals were not kicked! This is the …

It’s Time to Heal - Brianna’s Story

It’s Time to Heal – Brianna’s Story

“So, several people from church have told me you have a split personality disorder.”  I leaned closer to the passenger door of my date’s pickup truck and felt tears begin to brim in my eyes.  These were some of the first words my “date” said to me on the way to the restaurant.   I felt ashamed, confused and misunderstood.  Not only was the accusation untrue, it was a defamation of character, lies that were being …