Son-shine at the hairdressers Part 1

God loves hairdressers. He turns up in their salons regularly. I was at my local hairdresser’s several years ago. I was getting “sunshine” for summer. *Belle was my go to girl for nearly 8 years at this stage. She knew my story, and she had heard the story of many others who had overcome known…

He loves me; He loves me not?

Will God still love me if I do not obey Him? If I know He wants me to do something, and I don’t do it, will He accept me? If you’re a ‘good’ Christian, you will know the answer to this one. But, do you really know? Knowing we should do something in a moment,…

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…

Reaching into an empty barrel only to find more than enough

Sometimes we have nothing left in the tank. The sense of tiredness is real. Self care is essential, so as you read, balance the message with permission to rest. We reach into the empty barrel believing we have nothing to give; only to find an abundant flow. I was at kindy pick up for my…

The God who sees (Part 1)

©Guilherme StecanellaIf anyone has read my stories, they know I believe in stopping for the one. The masses are exciting and they matter. The big impact is glorious. Yet there is something so very special about the one. Never forget, He is the Father that encourages with the story of the one lost sheep. Sometimes…

Treasures in Darkness… Christmas Shopping with Jesus

We had a few hours on a Saturday to do child free Christmas shopping before going to a movie. With our list in hand, we did not know that Jesus had His own Christmas shopping list for us to do too…! I was in the ‘ladies’ when I found the first on His list. God…

Fruit happens… Coffee & God’s heart for the one

Last Friday I caught up with two beautiful Christian friends. I do life with them. They make up my writers/life accountability group. Coffee cup filled with love ©Ben Libby @benlibby We met for the first time in person since February. The joy was tangible. We exchanged gifts, laughter poured out, and we released shouts of…

My beloved daughter; My beloved son

Who are we? Questions of identity stir. The depth of that quest for self is confronting, and so we keep busy, we keep moving... The world says ‘Go, go, go!’ So we run. We run until the light of the day goes, and when it has we flick the switch for more light and we…

Can you see the one before you?

This morning I was a little flat. We are still in stage 4 lockdown in Melbourne, Australia, and although there was some lifting of restrictions last night, the changes do not really change anything for us in our little bubble. Restless, I pulled on my big girl pants and drove to the naturopath to pick…

What you carry you spread – the honey will flow because God is Good!

I returned from a daily walk last week and noted how beautiful my blossom trees looked. I stopped to take some photos: These trees make my heart sing. It is the simple things that bring me great delight. Yes... that is a cabbage in my front garden - beauty, form and function. I have a…