Trust – Without It, We Bully.

I was chatting to one of the teachers at the Montessori Playgroup I attend with my son on Wednesdays, asking for some advice and she said to me, “Well I wish I’d never yelled at my kids, but I did.” She went on, “I vividly remember finding out, that the most perfect Mum at school,…

Psalm 37:1-9

I am loving reading through a Psalm every day. The other day I read Psalm 37. Verses 1-9, I felt, were given to me as mine to meditate on and pray through. Encouraged by my journey through Ruth the other week I decided to break it down for myself. I figured you may like to…

Children of God

When you’re a mum, you need to be all things to all men. Some days I’m good at it some days I’ve got work to do. But God gives me a way and a why. The way is to understand my freedom. I am not slave to anyone, I belong to no-one. I am free but I choose…

A Gentle and Quiet Spirit

1Peter chapter 3:1-6 is my encouragement, my challenge, my inspiration, my call to obedience. It says, Wives, in the same way submit yourselves to your own husbands so that, if any of them do not believe the word, they may be won over without words by the behavior of their wives, when they see the…

Collateral Damage.

This week I read something horrible in the bible. At the End of the book of Judges is the story of A Levite and his Concubine.  Judges Chapters 19, 20 and 21 is an awful, terrible, tragic story. If, like me, you don’t know or remember it, here is the basic plot. The Levite has…

Believe – My God Can!

Photo by Johannes Plenio from Pexels When I first gave my life to Jesus I noticed how the Holy Spirit revealed new things to me each week. God peeled me back like an onion. I saw it so clearly. Just as I’d master one thing he’d convict me of the next thing that needed his…

What Mind Has Conceived?

A few weeks ago a 90 year old patient of my husband, a prolific artist, asked if could she paint something for our youngest to put on his wall. What a gift! So I unceremoniously, tore a scrap of cardboard from the packaging of a PJ Masks toy and asked her to paint Catboy, Gekko…

Keeping it real

God help me I… began in the shower. A washing. A cleansing. A complete shock to be honest. I was happily having my shower when God downloaded all the chapter headings for a book about sex into my brain. It was not a topic I had imagined myself writing about, so I said to God,…