A long wooden jetty heading out into a lake of still waters with mist and mountains with words, where you gaze, closer still, water's edge Beth Kennedy www.GodisGoodStories.com

Where few have dared to tread

I set out for a walk late lockdown 2020. The house was full, life was busy, the atmosphere intense. God had a sound track ready for me and I was excited to listen. An encounter was on the wind - it was the end of a season, the start of a new one. I found…

Fire burns all the time…

In soaking group this week I recalled a truth and a ‘coincidence’ that at the time kissed my tired heart alive. It still leaves me in awe of a good God. In 2008, I attended revival meetings in the USA. It was a big deal leaving my family. Master M was 15 months, and Mistress…

Towards Fresh Wine

Some need renovation; others deconstruction. Some are renovating; while  many are consumed with the build. Yet others, the quiet ones with no meeting place of sorts, know it is time to meet at Water’s edge for it is there that ancient pathways head towards Fresh Wine.    

Soil Matters

I love my garden. It makes my heart sing. In Australia, this blossom is not common. It is so uncommon that people slow down outside our home, roll down the window and take photos (night and day). The display is breathtaking, and I feel so fortunate to have four in my garden. Two years ago, during…