They came By the thousands For a service of worship Hands raised Voices shouting Praises to God the Father Bodies swaying People singing Preacher saying They can become more Where is God? What did He say When He looked upon the crowd Was He there? Present in that place? I delight more Says the Lord In a child on their knees Than a crowd Of ten thousand Shouting My name For others to hear

Two of the most important questions anyone can ask are, “Who am I?” and “Why am I here?” The answers to these questions form the basis of our identity and many of us spend our lives pursuing them. Who am I? What makes me, me? Why am I here? What’s the point of me? What have I been put on the earth to do? The ongoing quest for identity is a massive pursuit, one that usually continues throughout our lives, but, in my experience, it never seems more prevalent than when we are

Breathe God Nothing more Breathe God Refresh, restore Breathe God Oh Holy One Breathe God Father, Spirit, Son Breathe God All for Him Breathe God Peace within

I have been re-reading the account of Mary's conversation with the angel. The angel told Mary that she was going to carry the saviour of the world. After her very natural response of "How can I get pregnant, I am still a virgin?" She accepted the angel's answer. " For no word from God can ever fail" Her reply to that was " I am the Lord's servant" "May your word to me be fulfilled." Mary's faith was in a big God. She trusted that if God said it, then she had to believe it. Ma

I want to soar heavenwards, To lift my head upwards, To see from a great height, With a sense of delight,   To gaze upon heaven and earth, And get a sense of its worth, To be enthralled by what I see, The most holy, times three,   The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, To worship to the uttermost. And to find out who I am, Through beholding the lamb.   Holy Holy Holy the angels proclaim. And give glory to his wondrous name, Prostrate on my face, I fall, Realising I am so small,   I

Dear Child I see you in your pit. I hear your moans and groans. I know the depth of your pain. I feel your disappointment. When you cry...

As far as the eye can see; Over land and out to sea Through every season faced, My God patiently waits for me And with open arms I come....

Joanne texted Sian, ‘Are you joining us on Friday?’   Sian texted back, ‘I’m sorry, I can’t, I have family visiting.’   Joanne’s heart...

"God wrote me a note; With a beautiful quote. Full of promise, he wrote, His truth to me he spoke." God spoke; it wasn't a joke, I heard...

Photo by bschwehn  on Freeimages.com I see myself standing at a crossroads.  Ahead of me, I can see the narrow path that leads to life. ...

Dear Child, I want you to walk through this life as if I were walking in front of you as a ring announcer in a big fight. I am telling...

Give me a diamond helmet But a heart that really feels Give me hands of softest velvet But a will of tempered steel If my heart is hard...

Draw close to me my people My beautiful, my priesthood Lay your tears upon my cheek And draw close   Oh my darling one, my bride How I...