Despite what it looks like and what you face: All is well Although the enemy is lined up against you: All is well With the hordes of hell screaming at you to terrify you: All is well Darkness all around, fear all around, horror all around you: All is well.   All is well, though the earth is moved, All is well, though the mountains crumble. All is well, though the seas roar. All is well, though the mountains shake.   For is not our God our refuge and strength? For is not our G

This gift of love requires no queues. This gift of love requires no ribbons. This gift of love requires no stress. This gift of love is found in Jesus. This gift of hope requires no sweets This gift of hope requires no sparkles This gift of hope requires no fuss This gift of hope is found in Jesus. This gift of peace seeks no conflicts This gift of peace seeks no divisions This gift of peace seeks no weapons This gift of peace is found in Jesus. This gift of joy seeks no sadn

Hi, and welcome back to the Walking Through Wilderness blogs! We started a new series last week, around the topic of seasons, and today, we’re going to look at the importance of embracing the season you are in. I believe there is a special grace given to us by God for every season we go through in life. That ‘seasonal grace’ makes things that are usually difficult become easier. If we co-operate with Holy Spirit and partner with Him in whatever He is doing in our lives at

I was... nameless, aimless, Frightened and frameless, Fearful, tearful and confused.   I was...  graceless, baseless, Fragile and faceless Chaotic, neurotic and abused.   I was...  Cut up, shut up Beat up and boozed up Burnt up, battered and bruised.   So, this is my story Gut rot to glory  Abused and accused now defused.   For He knocked on my door N' Came to explore Was I ready to ask and receive I invited him in We had a bite and a chin N' I said I'm ready to believe I too

Gods gifts are good, They seek no refund. Daily they're delivered, A joy to be received. You are a gift from God, Chosen and dearly loved. You are a gift from God, His gift to all mankind. Precious gifts be treasured. Ones so thoughtfully wrapped In whose mind is always held Jesus is the perfect gift find. For God so loved the world, On a night so dark and cold. A saviour safely delivered, Precious of all gifts received. You are a gift from God, Chosen and dearly loved. You a

Dear child Every person that you come across is my sheep. They have not yet encountered their good Shepherd. Each person you struggle to love, the ones that get under your skin. The outspoken ones, the angry ones, the unkind ones , even the ones that say they hate me. They are all my sheep. They need a Shepherd. Most are unaware of their need for me. You’re  my sheep and you recognise my voice. You walk close to me. Keep close, and as you keep responding to my whisper, others

In Luke's gospel, we read a beautiful account of what friendship looks like. A man who was paralysed and lay on a mat most of his life couldn’t get to the man who could heal him.  Four of his faith-filled friends decided to carry him. They walked carrying him on his mat. It doesn’t say how long they walked. When they got to the house where Jesus was teaching, the house was bursting at its seams. It was full of people, all leaning in, hanging on to every word he was speaking.