I love Jesus more than coffee.

But don’t get me wrong, I’d eat a bucket filled with feathers and marbles if it means I get coffee.

Grace looks to Jesus, pride looks to ourselves.

Let’s make sure we don’t let it become more about ‘me’ and less about He, friends!

How’s your Friday? Good?

I hope so…after all, this day Jesus gave us the gift of life as he took our punishment upon himself.

So…how’s your Friday?

Tonight was SO hard, you guys.

I don’t discuss my role often, but I have to say bluntly; being a youth leader is, on the whole, a monstrously thankless task. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not after garlands of flowers and ‘I Love You’ mugs in giftwrap…just for a little co-operation at times.

Anyway - home now, time to jam with Farrah, talk to Jesus and forget all about it.

(A Point of) Personal P(reference)

Full post here

The ones that catch our attention and set our pulses racing are no more superior than the ones we wouldn’t choose to give the time of day to - eye colour, hair, taste in music, clothing, size of physical features or their build can all impact the motivation to simply interact with another human being. The Bible calls us to love EVERYONE, not just the girl with a pretty smile who makes you laugh or the tall, athletic guy who sends you cutesy texts. When did the thread of kindness and courtesy slip so subtly out of the needle that weaves the fabric of society?

Personal preference gets in the way of loving for the sake of just loving; let’s do something about that.

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Sometimes, the ones we profess to be different, and ‘not like all the others’ turn out to be very much like all the others, as do we ourselves. The guys and girls that catch our attention and set our pulses racing are no more superior than the ones we wouldn’t choose to give the time of day to, just because they’re not ‘our type’ - eye colour, hair, taste in music, clothing, size of physical features or their build can all impact the motivation to simply interact with another human being. The Bible calls us to love everyone, not just the tall, athletic guy who sends cutesy texts or the girl with a pretty smile who makes you laugh. When did the thread of kindness and courtesy slip so subtly out of the needle that weaves the fabric of society?

Personal preference gets in the way of loving for the sake of just loving, as we seek the ones who keep us up at night with attempts at mind-reading, decoding ‘signals’ and thoughts of the future, vague to extraordinary; fantastical even. When we find that individual, so much energy is poured into pursuing that ideal and obtaining the sought-after prize of ‘the one’ that we go to silly lengths, make rash decisions, and allow our thinking to become clouded.

There are occasions when our efforts can pay off; a date here, a slow memorable kiss under a tree there. It may even lead to Coupledom, where Facebook friends suddenly become nosier and food rations at home are stretched to cater for a regular +1; if that is the case in your own life then congratulations, you are mightily blessed and I wish you every happiness as a resident of Relationshipville. However for those of us currently without companion, the search goes on, and as it does, more often than not, our imperfect hearts combine with our fragile minds resulting in, well, an imperfect and fragile outcome. So great is the fear of rejection and lifelong solitude, our human nature and instinct for self-sustain winds up grabbing out at any attempt to cast someone of altogether equal standing into a spotlight illuminated by nothing more than the hopes and dreams past that we once pinned on another and ultimately had wash back ashore at our feet in failure.

The question is; with a Saviour who is blameless to cast our love upon;

why chase the ‘true love’ that mankind has so poorly interpreted?

Guess who’s back from Switzerland? :)

…and in one piece! :D

I hope you’re all doing just fine and dandy, and you had a beautiful Easter, thinking about the sacrifice and resurrection of our incredible Saviour!

Let the catch-ups commence! :)

Good (morning) Friday.

So, I’m heading off to Switzerland in about half an hour until next Sunday.

don’t get me wrong, I am excited for skiing, however;

I am more overwhelmed by the love of a Father so enamoured with me that He sent his Son to die on a cross so that I might have eternal life.
Jesus didn’t even know me personally, and yet he still hung there and endured the scorn of man. While on that cross, the true weight of sin was placed upon Jesus’ shoulders - not a heavy heart from telling a little white lie, or guilt from a lustful and impure thought, but the culmination of every wrongdoing that ever occurred, and each one yet to come…and not just mine, but yours.

That is the price he paid when he shed his oh so blameless blood, my friends.

If that is not due reason to be humbled and grateful this morning in spite of whatever your circumstances may be,

then I don’t know what is.

We are loved.
We are blessed.
We are His.

Thank you Jesus, for the price you paid for me that day. ♥

The only man-made thing in Heaven is Jesus’ scars.

Don’t ever forget the enormity of his sacrifice.

I’d rather see an empty past and Jesus in my future, than see Jesus in my past and an empty future.

“for it is God who works in you to will and to act in order to fulfill His good purpose.” - Philippians 2:13

Hey, Satan -

I know you’re only on my back right now ‘cos you’re worried about what God is capable of doing through me while I’m living it up in His Spirit all day every day.

You worried, bro?

You should be.

So get lost.

In the name of JESUS.