Living In The Glory

Living In The Glory

“We were created that we could be, that we could live and share in the life and joy of the triune God.  Jesus’ Father is not holding His breath to see if we will jump through the right hoops before He decides our fate.  There is no list.  We are not here to ‘glorify God’ by our religious performance.  We are here to live ‘in the glory’ of the blessed trinity. For the Father, Son & Holy Spirit it is always about love, relationship and sharing life.  It is not about what they can get from us.” ‘The Shack,...
Dear Younger Me

Dear Younger Me

A few of us have been really touched by this song lately.  It had been a while since I had listened to MercyMe and as soon as I heard this song (and this acoustic version in particular) I was completely blown away again.  The lyrics are powerful. “Dear younger me It’s not your fault You were never meant to carry this beyond the cross” We all carry wounds.  Wounds from our relationships with friends.  Wounds from our family.  Maybe even wounds from ‘church’.  But can I share some good news with you?  You were never mean’t to carry them!  Jesus offers healing and restoration!  (The Spirit of the LORD is upon me, for he has anointed me to bring Good News to the poor. He has sent me to proclaim that captives will be released, that the blind will see, that the oppressed will be set free – Luke 4 v 18) There is a very well known saying that goes like this… “That’s just the way I am…”  That is so not true!  From an early age we have experiences which we perceive through ‘distorted’ filters.  We then respond to these by making agreements which leads us to behave or respond in a certain way.  We then repeat.  And repeat again.  It’s our life’s circle of experience. “Every mountain every valley Thru each heartache you will see Every moment brings you closer To who you were meant to be” We all have a ‘younger me’ inside somewhere.  That little part (or parts) of our heart that has been hurt and wounded.  As we invite Jesus to heal and restore our...
Little & Large

Little & Large

I never realized just how much I enjoyed walking this dog and how he brings a smile to my face, but it’s more than that.  There is a change taking place not in my surroundings but within me and in all my years, this is new to me. It started when a good friend of mine gave me a book called ‘Beautiful Outlaw’ by John Eldredge.  It showed Jesus as a man, not one like you see in some film walking about with his clothes never dirty, never had a bad hair day, floating on cloud nine (come on, He needed to wash himself, He had to go to the toilet sometimes).  No, it lifted a religious fog from my eyes.  For the first time I began to see Jesus as a real man, who lived a real life and faced real issues. He was no longer like the lovely ‘Sunday school stories’. He was an outlaw of the first degree.  He was hated because He did not fit into the ‘religious norm’.  He could only be Himself, no one else.  He was the real deal.  He was a God man and no matter where the threat came from, He showed no fear.  No intimation moved Him.  From this book, I began to have a relationship with Jesus, but not the ‘religious’ Jesus of my mind. The most amazing thing to me over the days, weeks and months ahead was that all along Jesus was taking me ‘home’ to show me the ‘Father’ of all fathers.  But more importantly, He showed me that just as He enjoyed His relationship with...
Being A True Son

Being A True Son

“But when the time arrived that was set by God the Father, God sent His Son, born among us of a woman, born under the “conditions of the law” so that He might “redeem” those of us who have been “kidnapped by the law”. Thus we have been set “free to experience our rightfull heritage.” You can tell for sure that you are now “fully adopted” as His own children because God sent the Spirit of His Son in to our lives crying out “Papa! Father!” Doesn’t that privilege of intimate conversation with God make it plain that you are not a “slave”, but a “child”, you also an “heir, with complete access to the inheritance.”  ( The Message. Galatians, 4:4 – 7 ) I was led to read this tonight, wow… changing the image inside of me being a slave to being a ‘fully adopted’ child with all the benefits of a true son. Father, you are the best....
Emasculated By A Clothes Line

Emasculated By A Clothes Line

The enemy is so sneaky. I’ve been asking Jesus back into my past again.  We’ve been looking for memories.  Wounds.  Agreements. I’ve always had a fear of DIY.  Can any of you relate?  For a long time I’ve lived thinking it was just me.  But now I’m beginning to realise that it was actually an attack on my heart as a man.  I’ve often been heard saying, “I’m no good with my hands”.  Even from a very young age.  When it comes to ‘manual labour’ in any shape or form, I’m usually heading for the door. This Christmas over the holidays I decided to fit a retractable clothes line in the garage.  It should have been a 5 minute job.  Seriously.  All I had to do was drill 2 holes in the wall to support the line and reel, and then screw a hook into a wooden support on the opposite end of the garage.  Job done.  No big deal.  The reality of it was very very different. Thirty minutes later I’m about to throw the drill against the wall.  The rage.  The feelings of diminishment and emasculation.  The drill didn’t seem to be running on full power so I was struggling to drill into the masonry walls.  “Seriously, why would you tackle a job like this without checking that the drill was charged?  Loser!”  And on it went.  So often in the past, this would be the point where I would drop everything and walk off.  I’d pick up the phone and make a call for help. But this time I stopped and paused.  I walked over to...