I was struggling with the emotional scars from a past hurt that still lingered from a misunderstanding with someone in a team I was part...

Created by Author What friend shall ever die for me? Sentenced to death for no crime Taking my place, setting me free That's what my...

It was the dawning of the morning  of that great and glorious day.  As creation held its breath, awaiting Heaven's say    The disciples...

Recently, I had an encounter with Jesus during which I was reflecting on His sacrifice for me. I visualised the nails that crucified Him...

‘My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?’ Psalm 22:1, Matthew 27:46 & Mark 15:34   The LORD God did not forsake you. He did not leave...

He is risen, The stone is rolled away There’s nobody in the tomb He’s shown He is The Way.  They nailed and pinned and crucified him,...

I could not take  the pain and strain The stress I could take no more  I could not bear  the world and its burdens, The feelings wrought...

GOOD FRIDAY REFLECTION:  Poem based on Matthew 27:51.  My Jesus now lowered His head, He cried out, gave up His Spirit. There He bore the...

‘Don’t cry for me’ - everytime I read the crucifixion story I stop at these words he called out - quite why he thus spoke I don’t...

I bow down in sweet surrender As I see nailed to a cross One whose name the world remembers Who was called the Son of God As I gaze at...

PALM SUNDAY    A triumphal entry of Jesus into Jerusalem,  Here, He was greeted by cheering crowds  Waving their gathered palm branches ...

You’re the doting Father Who’d never deceive us Confuse, mislead us Now I can see There’s no disaster Could make you leave us You never...

With such a great cloud of witnesses surrounded, Throw off everything that hinders confounded. The sin that so easily entangled, And...

There on the cross I saw three guys The Son of God And two besides When one called out Remember me In words of love Jesus replied...

Love will never stop Healing all our pain Nothing has been lost Realms of Glory gained This side of the cross We have now been raised...

Under my feet Lie the ashes of Babel The drug of the tree That was toxic and fatal But this garden of peace Is luscious and graceful In...

Camellia Bench I stumbled across a seat Strewn with camellia petals So magnificently posed And richly spread How could I sit down on it...

I have an enemy, and he's called Shame, Courtesy of Jan Jones He walks close beside me, and he knows my name He whispers, "It's your...

It is common to make presumptions, thinking that we know what God wants to do or say, yet we have not asked him. This usually comes from...

The early years of the church's riches were spilled out on beggars, the downcast, & the broken; a bond of togetherness, sharing all things.