God hold onto my hand Catch my every tear Wisdom to understand Remove whatever I fear Lord, hold me close Never ever let me go God of faith and love Anchor in the storm Take from me any guilt In this, I am not to blame Give me peace in the night One small step at a time God, my ever-present light With you, I am never alone Cast out the shadows of doubt Grant over me your peace There is an unseen reason One, I shall not wallow Throughout this season There's a brighter rainbow

Today, we bring to a close the theme of ‘Free to Be Me’. The process of understanding who we truly are, who God created us to be, is a long one. However, it is so wonderful when you get to the stage when you are able to say that you not only love who you are, but you actually like yourself too! For many, many years, I couldn’t say that. I didn’t like myself. I sort of loved myself, because I was told that, if you’re a Christian, you must love yourself, otherwise you’re rejec

All seasons come, seasons go The seasons fall, seasons fly Seasons blow, seasons flow A season is born, seasons die. The seasons cry, seasons enjoy A season takes, seasons employ The season's journey, season's story Seasons of sorrow, seasons of glory. Seasons of darkness, seasons of light A season's frailty, a season's might Seasons so fraught, seasons fight A season's bright, a season's delight. The seasons rock, seasons they roll Seasons console, seasons control The season

We trade our fondness for "fair" for the fondness of Christ within. Our internal scales demand a ledger for every injury, but the "cup o’ kindness" is an ontological return. It is the scandal of the first pour—offering restoration while the front is still up. Love doesn't permit the wound; it outscales it. When we turn toward the "trusty fiere" instead of the rift, our rifts dissolve. Justice and Peace don't just negotiate; they kiss. We take the cup "yet," and we are finally

A new year begins. It's like opening a brand new journal. The fresh new pages waiting to be written in. What will this year bring? The word that I woke up with on the 1st of January was. Intentional The dictionary definition - To be intentional means to act with purpose, making deliberate choices and conscious decisions that align with your values, goals, and desired outcomes, rather than just letting things happen to you. I want to live this life intentionally. To stop and

When I was praying about this new year, Holy Spirit gave me the word 'streamline'. In my experience, as Christians, we tend to get very caught up in 'the new things' that God is doing in our lives, based on that amazing scripture in Isaiah 43:19, 'Behold, I will do a new thing; now it will spring forth.' Our hearts want to embrace the new things, to serve God more, to be a better version of ourselves, to get a new vision and do even greater things. Those are all good things

What is God Doing? Almighty God will draw his people closer and secure our position in His Kingdom. He is maturing the Saints and moving us into position faster than we thought and in ways we never imagined. The maturing will seem to happen overnight, and for many, that will be the case, as the things that have held us back will suddenly be removed. The last piece of the puzzle will be placed, and the picture will suddenly be revealed. This year will be known as the year we,

Dear child, as another year comes to an end, it's time to look at what you need to leave behind or what you need to take into another year. Leave behind all regrets. Take into the new year fresh hope. Leave behind unforgiveness. Take with you grace. Leave behind fear. Take with you faith. Leave behind worry. Take with you peace. Leave behind heaviness. Take with you joy. This new year will provide you with new opportunities and so many possibilities. So leave behind timidit

NEW assignments are being released for this NEW Season. I see a room in the legislative areas of the courts of heaven. Angels, serious angels are passing around papers with deliberate intent. I ask Father what these are as I sense the weight of the assignments. These are assignments for the NEW season regarding people, governments, nations...and ALL created things. The LORD is shaking and moving . He is in control. ALL will see His power and might. Many will cry out for His

Hello again, and I hope you've had a great start to your new year! There are just a few more blogs left in the Walking through Wilderness blog series, and today, I want to continue our theme of ‘Free to be Me’ by drawing lessons from one of my favourite movies of all time – The Lord of the Rings. I’ve watched it countless times and yet, even now, every time I watch it, Father speaks to me, or shows me something new. It speaks deeply to my heart about the battle that rages, t

Here I am waiting at the door of the new year Here I am waiting for the time to arrive Here I am waiting for this year to draw to a close Here I am waiting for the clock to strike midnight. Here I am waiting for what God has in store Here I am waiting to leave and enter Here I am waiting like the expectant mother Here I am waiting through the day and night. Here I am waiting for his prophecy to be fulfilled Here I am waiting for God's light to shine bright Here I am waiting

We have entered the Hebrew year 5786, aligning with 2026. The number six is represented by the Hebrew letter vav—visually represented as a hook, peg, or connector. It is also the connecting word “and,” a joining point between what was and what is coming. But not every connection is meant to continue. Six is the number of man (Genesis 1:26–31), signalling a year where God works through people, partnerships, and alignment. This will be a year of divine connections—but also divi

Stop looking backwards, start looking forward. Recently, I have spent a lot of time looking back in time. I am a historian, so that is where my natural gaze goes. There is value in looking back, remembering what God has done, and celebrating his goodness. We share our testimonies of God’s actions in our lives to encourage each other to do it again in his power and favour. We also look back in order to examine ourselves. We look to see whether we have anyone to forgive, or t

I want you to imagine that you are locked in a room. It’s pretty dark, But you can see, even in the darkness, that the room is empty. Your hands are bound, but you can walk around. The door is barred. There are no windows. You don’t know how long you’ve been there, but you are ready to get out. You try to push the door, but it doesn’t budge. You sit defeated, thinking you will be forever bound to this dark, dismal room. There is no way of escape. After what seems like months,

Do you ever listen to what you say in your heart, to yourself? Have you noticed that throughout the day, you make statements about yourself? Let me give you an example: “I am exhausted.” Saying this when you feel tired can make it so and bring your mind, heart, soul, and body into agreement with that statement. You give in to it, submit to it, and reinforce it. Yes, for many of us, this is a reality of our lives, with all its pressures, expectations, and demands, and yes, we

Grief doesn't stay in one place Sorrow is experienced worldwide No matter the time or place Wherever we go, it is always there We all handle death differently Our location on Earth isn't key No matter the level of sympathy Grief is a real personal journey Grief takes on board our own tears Keeps our memories - always reminds No one knows what tomorrow brings But every day it always follows us Grief always travels with care Travels with compassion and love There is no ticket f

All of God's gifts are good They seek no refund Daily, they are delivered A joy to be received. You are a gift from the Lord Chosen and deeply loved Handcrafted by His own hand A gift shared to the world. Jesus, the perfect gift delivered In his mother's arms, he is held In a bleak stable, he's to be found For everywhere else is fully booked. For God so loved the world He sent his one and only son Faithful, honest and good Saviour of the world has come. Let there be peace to

Hi, and welcome back to the Walking through Wilderness blog series. We’re going to continue with the ‘Free to Be Me’ theme by looking at the subject of culture. When we lived in Zimbabwe, our family seemed fairly ‘normal’ by Zimbabwean middle-class standards. However, when we came to live in the UK, we realised fairly quickly that we didn’t fit in here the way we did there. The cultures of these two countries are about as opposite as you could get, and we encountered first-h