Sarah Joy Holden

There is a voice When troubles come That speaks our name A voice that is serene. There is a voice When inner fears come By our side, helping us cope A voice full of love and hope. There is a voice Softly and tenderly it spoke So sincere and so wise A voice that comforts thee. There is a voice A voice we can believe All-powerful and true A voice that will never lie. There is a voice That speaks your name Who communes with thee In the midst of circumstance. Voice of God, breathe...

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 friend giving...

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, colours, shapes,...