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

She wandered down the beach. And perched on her favourite rock. She gazed out to sea, The sunlight bounced over the ripples on the water. It was blue, silver and twinkly. But out on the horizon She noted a storm brewing. She smiled. The day was warm. But as the afternoon moved on The temperature began to drop. Slowly, but she noticed it. The wind began to increase. Even the seagulls moved inland. The azure blue sky became darker Moodier. As grey, then black clouds Rushed clos

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

You know that story in Luke 15 of the lost sheep that the shepherd leaves the others to find? Well, I’m part of that flock. I’m not that lost sheep, but another. Growing up, I was always, what you would call, a “good lamb.” I followed the Shepherd. I stayed with the flock. I did what I was supposed to do. But, when I look at the other animals, I felt ashamed to be a sheep. I, like others, would leave the pen to graze in the fields. When I was no longer a lamb, at times, I wou

I’m picking up from last week’s talk about exposure—how God is exposing things in this day. He is shining light on that which has found its power in darkness. Peter says, “Judgement starts in the house of God,” and we’ve seen that unfold shockingly, repeatedly and publicly and not just in the church, but also in politics and in the highest echelons of society. Every public humiliation of leaders will have started with God speaking to their hearts first, in private. Where they

Love is already here. In fact, she has always been here, since the very beginning. She does not announce her presence loudly, but your heart can already sense her. She speaks softly but with a voice that is sure and strong. She moves slowly and gently around the room in a beautiful and graceful dance. She is not in a rush. To begin with, you may not see anything other than the faintest flicker of light, or feel a peace and softness in the air. But know that she is there.

The hardest thing today When I had to walk away I simply could not stay Walking away is necessary I reached out day after day For us every day, I would pray I gave us every opportunity Walking away is necessary So, walk away, walk away We've nothing more to say There's no more aces to play Walking away is healthy Daily asking the question why But getting not one reply For us, my heart does cry Walking away is necessary So, walk away, walk away We've nothing more to say There'

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.

Dear child I invite you to walk boldly to my throne. You do not need to enter my presence with shame or fear. I invite you to come with...

I hear the Father say “You are in safe hands, my beloved child. Come to Me with your heart. I know you feel battered, bruised,...