I’m not sure how she got in. I think it was through an open window, but she sneaked in and made herself at home. Self-loathing was her name. She was a large presence; she filled up most of any space. She would show me all my flaws. Telling me I needed to be thinner, younger, fitter. I could never please her. Soon, her close relative, ‘comparison’, barged her way in. At least she sat quietly in a corner most days, but when I let her speak, she had an incredibly loud voice. Com

Behold the Lamb of God; Where my hope is found in Him. God, my father and faithful friend, For a relationship I have with Him. What a saviour I've been blessed. For in our need His power is displayed; I shall overcome the burdens of my life. From these my chains, I'm released, Yet not by myself, but Christ in me, Hallelujah - in Christ, I've been freed. Throughout all my days, I'll follow You; I’ll rise above the burdens I face. Jesus, my source of help and strength. I'll

Dear child Yes you! I love you. You who have wandered away and are struggling to find your way back. I love you. You who have looked into other religions, trying to find purpose and scared to come back to me. I love you You who have been hurt by the people calling themselves followers of me. I love you. You who have been hurling insults at me. I love you. You who feel unseen and unheard. I love you. You who have been faithful to me all of your lives. I love you. You who have

“Excuse me”, Molly said “Can I sit on your knee?” Of course, Sweetheart So she did. He continued to talk She rested Slowly, gradually, her eyes shut She fell asleep He continued Gently moving her into a more comfortable position. After a while, she woke Rubbed her eyes, smiled “Thank you”, she said He smiled and kissed her forehead. “Excuse me” Johnny said “Can you help me?” “Of course” He said “I’m confused” “I’m also a bit lonely” “Can I talk to you?” “Of course” He said S

I wake in the morning, With praise on my lips, Thanking God for the day ahead. I kneel in the evening, With praise in my heart, Thanking God for the day I had.

Love extended their arms to me, Suspended right before 'thee - In the place I was destined to be, Exchanging my place at Calvary. Love that shook the ground beneath, Its power brought me to my knees. Love that illuminates the darkness, Provides compassion in varied times. Love that runs so deep and wide - No words can tame, no time erase. A love that brings me true peace, Love so amazing - so divine. A love that cannot be measured, Neither weighed nor eva

Dear child, each day I make the sun rise. May not always see it in all its glory. There may be clouds covering it. You may not have been awake to notice it, yet it's still there at the start of a new day. A new day means a fresh start, a clean slate. It means fresh hope. It's the beginning of new opportunities. Leave yesterday behind. Leave behind any regrets. Leave behind any hurts. Leave behind any failings. This is a new day. Let's walk through it together. Look up to me f

Note from the author: This spoken word came from a deep longing for more of God and was motivated by daily reading the Psalms aloud and praying in the Spirit at the end of each line. Acknowledging our need for our Creator's Love is the first step toward breaking our reliance on self or others to fill the void that only He can fill. So, reach out today, invite the Holy Spirit to come and rest in you, befriend you, and share His love with you. You will not be disappointed. If y

The first shafts of light Began to stretch across the Eastern sky. A new day had begun. Purple, blue, pink Slowly they stretched across the arc of the sky Like gentle strokes of a paintbrush. Their brilliance advanced. A night became day. The white fluffy clouds Danced and floated like lambs frolicking. As the morning advanced. The azure blue spread Like a brilliant blanket in all directions. Then midday arrived. The blazing yellow sun Sent its light, warmth and radiance Puls

Written by Sarah Joy Holden Prayer is never just for emergencies. Prayer is not a way to manipulate God. Prayer is not a vending machine for ourselves. Prayer should always be willing, not forced. Prayer isn't about personal shopping lists. Prayer is to be requested, not demanded. Prayer doesn't make us superior to others. Prayer is not to be misused or trashed. Prayer isn't a reason for personal desires. Prayer is an instruction taught only by God. Prayer is not a formula of

Written by Sarah Joy Holden The cross of Jesus is life The cross of Jesus is honest The cross of Jesus is true The cross of Jesus is relevant The cross of Jesus is authentic The cross of Jesus is love The cross of Jesus is steadfast The cross of Jesus is grace The cross of Jesus is powerful The cross of Jesus is timeless The cross of Jesus is monumental The cross of Jesus is forgiveness The cross of Jesus is sacrifice The cross of Jesus is personal The cross of Jesus is hope

Dear child, many years ago, I sent my son down from heaven. He walked the earth like you are doing now. My son knew what it was like not to be accepted. He was judged wrongly. He was taunted. Yet, he showed you how to live. He lived a life of compassion and kindness. He loved and accepted everyone regardless of their sex, race, or beliefs. He was your perfect example. He then paid the ultimate sacrifice by being crucified. This is not for anything he had done but to take all

You know, my beloved child, this story has no end, just as my Kingdom never ends. Once you are seated at My Table, you will never run out of things to experience, enjoy, or marvel at. What you have seen has profoundly touched your soul. The questions I've asked you have challenged, empowered, encouraged, and yes, transformed you. I've revealed my love to you in numerous ways and presented you with new things to think about. And yes, there is so much more to learn about me and

No picture could truly encapsulate Creation And so, my beloved child, what a journey of discovery we have been on, and what impact it has had on your heart as you consider these things I have set before you. There is much to consider and ponder over that I have shown you, and yet there is more — there is always more. Let me show you what creates the abundance you now see before you. As I lift the veil that covers the table — a veil you didn't even realise was there — which ex

In the crowd - we held our breath - as the nails pierce into his flesh; We heard His mother's anguish, And stood in the darkness of earth. "They arrested him and broke him Then hung him there alone to die." A crown of thorns on his head King of the Jews, the sign read As we watched his body bleed Even now, crowds still mocked. "They arrested him and broke him Then hung him there alone to die." This is the day of Jesus plight Three hours, Earth saw no light The temple curtain

Our house feels like living inside a musical. Not necessarily in the song quality, but definitely in quantity. It’s hard to say "Hello," "You're welcome," or "We're halfway there" without someone breaking into song. And it’s not just music. Our days are packed with lines from films, adverts, and TV shows. “Coffee, coffee, boy, do I need coffee!” “Bacon is good for me!” I’m not sure it’s entirely normal (which is why I try to restrain myself in public), but it’s definitely n

So, as we begin to bring this epic story to a close, I want to ask you another question: consider what your heart and your soul truly desire and need at this moment. Selah. It's not that obvious, is it! Peeling back all the defensive walls and facades, as well as removing all the offences and injustices held onto, takes effort, but let me help you reveal what I see. Do you need to continue to strive? Do you need to keep justifying? Do you need to keep performing? Do you need

There they sat around the table - All the twelve friends of Jesus, These twelve apostles of His, It was to be no ordinary supper. "Love, service and betrayal Our Lord encountered it all - For sinners like you and me." After supper, Jesus broke bread - And said, 'This is my body broken for you. Then he took the cup of wine - And said, 'This is my blood shed for you'. "Love, service and betrayal Our Lord encountered it all - For sinners, like you and me." This night was no ord

Written by Sarah Joy Holden There's a pebble in the ocean - Dropped in by human emotion. When life feels to be uncertain - We find ourselves there again. Another pebble cast in the ocean - Many pebbles for every season. With every fibre and emotion - A pebble we own or hath thrown. If every pebble represents a person - For everyone there holds a reason. Whatever season, there's an ocean - Where all pebbles, God has known. In the pebble labyrinth of the ocean - Each has found

Dear child, you are carrying burdens that are not yours to carry. You carry offence. You are carrying other people's pain. You are believing other people's hurtful words about you. Let me, wash away all that is clinging to you, and that is weighing you down. Let my love and my light wash it all away. As I wash you clean with my love, walk closely with me so that on this journey of life, nothing will burden you again, as I will carry it for you. Keep turning your face and you