I am glad when My children acknowledge Me as Father; it shows they are growing in their acceptance of this and in their understanding of My love for them. It is one of the hardest things for Me to see My children acting as servants, grovelling at My feet. I don't need servants, as I have all the angels of heaven to serve Me. I don't even want good works; that doesn't interest Me at all. But I do want sons. Every father wants sons, and I AM no different. It cost Me everything

Jesus, betrayed, arrested, flogged, Sentenced to a criminal's penalty, Within Him no guilt was found, Yet still the orders came - Crucify. A wooden cross held Him up, As the nails tore into His flesh. Crown of thorns sits on His head, 'King of the Jews' the sign read. In His final breath He said: "Eloi, Eloi lema sabachthani." Lowly He hung his head, Where He gave up His spirit. In the shadow of the cross, His body broken for each of us. No greater love there ever was, Than a

Don’t put up the umbrella. The thought crashed into her brain, She stopped. “What?” She said in her head, “Don’t put up your umbrella.” She looked all around. Then the first big drop of rain Landed on her face. Then a second. Then a third. It became a trickle. Quickly, a full-blown downpour. But she stood there. Face raised. Eyes closed. The rain ran down her face, Her coat was soaked But And it was a big but She just laughed. It became a giggle. She almost put her hands over

Many once knew me as Blind Bartimaeus; my story is told in the most famous book. But I’ll tell you what happened after my sight was restored. How, from my perspective, it has been for me. When Jesus restored my sight, I moved immediately from physical darkness to vibrant clarity, looking first at Jesus' face. There was no slow adjustment period or blurry recovery. After years of relying on sound, touch, and smell on what is known as my corner (Barney's corner) in Jericho, c

There was nothing wrong with his hearing; that was for sure! He heard the farrier's hammer hit the anvil as he shaped the horseshoe. He heard the market sellers call out their deals of the day. He heard exhausted mothers reprimand their boisterous children, He heard the unpleasant sound of desperate rats scratching the dry, dusty ground, hoping for crumbs or scraps of food that people may drop. He was glad of his other senses t The smell of the fresh bread on the barrow that

Dear child, let my living water of love wash away your hurt. All the words that have wounded you, let my love wash them away. The worries that you consume you, let my peace wash them away. The fears that have grown so big, let me wash them away. Sit a while, breathe in my Holy Spirit. Let me love you. Let me flush away all that holds you back from the living and freedom of my love. Love from your heavenly father. Whoever believes in me, as scripture has said, rivers of living

I found myself in the back of an ambulance for the second time in the month. The pain was excruciating. As soon as they pushed liquid pain relief through my cannula, it started to ease. The paramedic knew what I needed to make me comfortable. He administered the drugs and sat with me till it started to take effect, then sat quietly. Presence matters. I was wheeled into a part of the A&E that I hadn’t been to before. I lay there so drugged but so aware of so many people millin

Dear child, the path you have travelled has been full of potholes, ditches, and brambles. Navigating these has not always been easy. Sometimes you've fallen and stayed down, waiting for the strength to get back up again. On your journey, there has also been lots of joy, laughter, and glimpses of light. Even in the darkest part of your journey, I have been near you. Keep walking closely to me. I'm holding you in my victorious right hand. I will never let go of you. I will keep

Oh, My Beloved Child, I AM your Father. Selah. Surely you know that? Surely you know that I keep you, I lead you, I comfort you and that I will never leave you? Surely you know what it is to be loved by Me, Almighty God? Surely you are aware of My ever-present, ever-loving, and ever-leading nature? Surely you must have experienced breakthroughs, healings, and deliverances in your past that come from My hand? Surely you know that I AM good, a good, good God who will never let

You've been faithfully by our side, Took thy hand and were our guide, Your grace has brought us here, And you say you'll never leave. You've been the anchor of our life, Gave us strength to believe, You have kept us and held us, With you nothing is impossible. Times when there's been silence, When life has rushed us by, You're right there time after time, You've never forgotten about us. Your angels keep an eye on us, Day and night we're never alone, With peace from sunset to

Dear child, Kindness is a gift that, when you share it, deposits my kingdom into a person's life. Kindness mirrors my character to the recipient. You are sharing my kingdom's values to the world. When you show kindness, kindness is kingdom currency. When you show kindness, you impact that person's life, not just for that moment, but for eternity. Seeds of kindness bear fruit in the lives you touch and in the lives of the other people that they come into contact with. Never un

We are often left to wonder Could we have done more? A different route to explore To foresee what was in store. "If only" is a trap that makes us insecure It holds in our worst fears. The non-potential of going forward - and drowning in all our tears. There is so much in God's purpose That often many fail to see. The potential that is out there Of what each of us can be. So even in the absence, There is something to be sure: A life serving others is how - GRACE and HOPE endur

The farmer gets up out of bed. He's weary. As he splashes cold water over his face, he thinks to himself, " Who would want to be a farmer nowadays"? He struggles into his overalls; they are stiff with hardened mud. He leaves his wife sleeping, as it's 5.00 am. The weary farmer walks down the stairs and starts the fire to heat the pan of water for a cup of tea. He knows that later, when his morning chores are done, he will come home to a steaming bowl of porridge with fresh ho

Dear child, When people speak against you. When they slander your character. Do not retaliate. Love them anyway. This is what it means to love your enemies. The person who is unkind to you, is letting the enemy infiltrate their life. They are not living in step with me. So don’t react to the person. Instead, pray for them. Ask me to work on their heart and character. When you pray for someone who is unkind to you. Your heart softens towards them. You will start to see the per

God's grace is worth more, Much more than I deserve, Greater than I can give, Joy to give and receive. God's grace is so divine; Something to treasure. His grace is immeasurable, It encompasses all of time. Grace is the exercise of love; A love that took my place, When Jesus died for me, God's riches at Christ's expense. In God's beautiful garden of grace, Where my heart flutters free, Beneath the shelter of His tree, A haven where one feels safe. Never beyond

Walking down the leafy lane She noticed the quiet. She stopped Listened. There was actually so much sound. Not noise Sound. The thrush twittering. The blackbird calling. Even the sheep were bleating. She stopped further along. Then sat on a large flat grey boulder. She listened. Nature was just doing its thing. She laughed at the lamb dancing on its mother’s back. The bumble bees humming. While flitting from flower to flower. The hover fly looked as if it were choosing a spec

God ordained your very life, God held you from day one, God saw who you were to be. God created and formed you, God chose you for his purpose, God has made you unique. God guides you through the days, God protects you through the nights, God guides you till your final hours. God knows your thoughts, God understands your worries, God is familiar with all your ways. God saw you, God sees you, God knows you by name, God delights in you always. ©️Sarah Joy Holden

My tongue is so tired From shallow and fruitless talk. So parched, so dry, I crave water in this drought. Shoes worn, soles are shot From crooked ways and dangerous walks. I’m afraid to move forward. This world is so fraught. Where you are seems so far away. Endless thoughts of how to please, how to do, what to be Stuck in my own head; Thoughts of you roam in… And then flow out like the sea. Tides of life determining What I choose to believe. Truth is elusive, But so clear

Allow me to paint a picture for you to consider. Allow me to show you things that you have not seen or heard. Allow me to open your heart to the possibilities of what is to come. Allow me to reveal my heart to you in these precious moments. With eyes that see and ears that are attentive, look and hear. Look and hear what I have and what I say to you, my child. Look what I have brought to you and offer you now this day. Hear what I am speaking to you in my gentle, loving

What if I loved you more? Would you care more for me? What if the stars fell from the sky? Would the remembrance of our story be? Could it be that your story is written from the beginning of time with Me? For it is I, who brought you to where, I had always planned for you to be. Time scales and memories balance on the knife edge of an infinite plane through the ruins and shards of wars long past, But my love still remains. I never gave up on you Even though you gave up on me.