Continuing the series "My Table" on this website. Part 4 Now look up and survey what is on the table, you first see the lamp that looks like a menorah made of the purest gold, whose oil never runs out and is a perpetual presence of light at the table, the presence of Holy Spirit. Look more closely; there is so much more to experience about this lamp stand and the light it emits. Do you see the light? Notice it isn't like any light you've seen before because it displays every

Continuing the Series describing what is found on the Table the Lord has set for us Now, look at the utensils and describe them to me. Pick them up and feel them. That surprised you, didn't it? You instinctively put them down quickly. You felt power as you touched them, didn't you? They were heavy, but they seemed charged with electricity, and that is because they are holy utensils set apart for my purposes. Just as the utensils of the temple were sacred, so are these, becaus

Over the years, I have heard many stories about people who weren't able to be at their loved one's bedside when they died, and who battled with grief and sometimes even guilt, because they didn't get to say goodbye to them.   I thought about this a lot, and it really bothered me. The bottom line is that I can't guarantee I will be there when my loved one dies, because in the majority of cases, we can't pinpoint the time when they go to join their Father in heaven. Not being t

Dear child, you've come through another winter. Spring is around the corner. In midst of darkness, there is always a glimmer of hope. Hold on to that. Hope in me. The bulbs have pushed through the darkness of winter. And so, my child, will you soon the bright vibrant petals will bloom and they will turn their faces to the spring sun. This, my child, is what I desire from you. Keep turning your face and heart to me. I will warm you. I will strengthen you. I will be with you.

The old oak kitchen table Stood on the uneven floor. She slid down the bench seat. Rubbed her hands on the table top. She smiled and remembered. The day her 2-year-old grandson Had danced on the tabletop. The day her whole family had played Monopoly How they had laughed and complained How her youngest usually won. The Sunday morning her future son-in-law Asked for her beautiful daughter’s hand in marriage. When her crazy friends had a posh tea party. The tears, the laughs, th

Love..... It is the true element found in everyday. Love..... It is found in everything we do and say. Love..... It is there even if we try to hide it away. Love..... It is wherever it intends to stay. Love..... it is the human vibrational energy. Love..... it is necessary but often not easy. Love..... it is our own story on our own journey. Love..... It is the greatest thing we can give away. Love..... It is both painful and happy. Love..... it is often the price we have to

I sense your excitement. I'm excited too. So, you have just sat down, trying to take it all in. Let me help you with that. I will now open your eyes in the Spirit to see, your ears to hear, your heart to feel, your nose to smell, and your hands to touch all that is before you. What do you feel? You first feel an embrace, like one you've never felt before. It is an embrace in the Spirit that instantly settles your soul, filling you with the shalom peace you've heard about but

Here at the table, we come Invited by the King of Kings To come and feast with him Taking rest from our troubles. Here we have come to His table Where the Lion and the lamb meet All are welcome to take their place The Friend, Foe, and stranger sit. There is space and more spare chairs No settings or reservations necessary For God has already set a place for us So, come sit, enjoy being in his company. When at His table, put down our phones Switch off our other electronic dev

Perhaps I’m too proud Perhaps I’m too loud  Perhaps I’m afraid of  standing out from the crowd   Perhaps I’m too tall Perhaps I’m too small Perhaps I’m afraid  of bringing my all   Perhaps I’m too tired Perhaps I’m too wired  Perhaps I’m afraid I’m gonna be fired    Perhaps I’ll forget  Perhaps I’ll regret  Perhaps I’ll just run up  masses of debt   Perhaps I won’t know  Perhaps it won’t grow Perhaps it'll just be  a flop of a show   But perhaps I’ll be braver  than my thinki

I introduce to you "My Table", which is a series of conversations I had with the Lord over a period of 13 days, in which He showed me what was on the Table set before my enemies (Psalm 23). It is my intent to publish Part 2 tomorrow and the other installments each weekend until the last one. It is my greatest pleasure to respond to your cries, to change things, to shed light, and to breathe life into the darkness. It's going to be more than just OK; it's going to be brilliant

I arrived at the station in plenty of time for a hot drink and to use the facilities. As I exited the car, I got an alert on my phone. Your train has been cancelled. I needed to be at my destination at a certain time as I was supporting my friend at an appointment. I looked at the screen with the vast arrays of times and destinations and was baffled. Anyone who truly knows me knows that my sense of direction is appalling, so I didn’t want to choose a train that was going in t

II - Roses and Wrinkles     I am realising that death, or at least anticipated death, is changing my perspective on almost everything. For example, I was given some beautiful roses for my birthday. They are so lovely that I automatically leant forward to smell them, but found they had no fragrance at all. They looked like they should have had the most beautiful sweet aroma, but there was nothing …they smelt of nothing. Not bad, not sweet, just nothing. I'm told they are grown

Photo by John Price  on Unsplash I don’t actually stand at the front anymore. I stand at the very back of the room. Maybe I’m avoiding being seen. The jury’s still out on that. But week after week, I slip to the back, lean in, and watch—housed and unhoused, churched and unchurched, all turned toward a band I used to stand in front of. Now I’m behind everyone, quietly asking a question I never thought I’d have to ask: Have I spent years worshiping… or performing? I carry this