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Called by My Name: Why I Don’t Have to Fear When God Knows my Name

Isaiah 43:1 ‘Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by your name; you are Mine.’ Well, good morning, friends. It’s one of those days where the sun is putting on a lovely show, but the temperature didn’t get the memo about warmth. Brisk. Crisp. The kind of air that wakes you right up whether you like it or not. And honestly? I’m here for it. Because in ten days, TEN DAYS, can you believe it? I land in Adelaide, Australia. Let me tell you, my heart is doing a happy dance that would embarrass any professional dancer. I’ll see my daughter. My son-in-law. My two granddaughters. Three whole months of hugs, laughter, probably some chaos, and definitely too much coffee. The joy of knowing I’ll be with them? Unmatched. Except for this one thing. This morning, I was rummaging around in my memory (and my jewellery box) and I found a bracelet my husband gave me ten years ago. Not diamonds. Not gold that would impress a king. Just a simple reminder: God has called me by my nam...
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When Letting Go Feels Like Losing

Ecclesiastes 7:29 — "This only have I found: God made mankind upright, but they have gone in search of many schemes." Ecclesiastes 7:23–26 I have read the words of Solomon more times than I can count, and every time I arrive at this passage, I slow down. Not because it is comfortable, it isn't, but because it is honest in the way that only hard-won wisdom can be. "I am determined to be wise — but this was beyond me." Solomon. The wisest man who ever lived. And even he threw his hands up. There is something quietly liberating about that. I have been sitting with a particular kind of pain lately. The kind that does not announce itself loudly at the door but slips in through the cracks. Through a sly look, a whispered word, a betrayal you almost missed but your spirit caught before your mind did. You know the feeling. That slow burn that starts somewhere behind your ribs and works its way upward until your jaw is tight and your thoughts are running laps at two in ...

Pressing On in Faith: Lessons from Luke 18:1

Luke 18:1 “Jesus told His disciples a parable to show them that they should always pray and not give up.” Reflection There are days when prayer feels like tossing words into the wind, hoping they’ll land somewhere near heaven. Yet today, I’m reminded that prayer isn’t wishful thinking. It’s faith in action. It’s believing that God not only hears but intervenes, even when circumstances seem stubbornly unmoved. So, I bring before Him the concerns weighing on my heart, my mom’s visa that remains pending, the uncertainty that lingers. And yet, I choose trust. I choose to believe His will is at work in both our lives. Hope, after all, is not a fragile thing. It’s a promise rooted in His Word. And with that promise, I stand firm, refusing to lose heart, pressing on in prayer, and clinging to the assurance that He is faithful. Prayer Lord Jesus, teach me the art of persistence in prayer. When discouragement whispers, remind me that You are near. I lay my concerns before You, trusting th...

A Most Necessary Comfort (For When You’ve Lost Your Spark)

"He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others." 2 Corinthians 1:4 Reflection Some days just feel… off. You start with good intentions, but somewhere along the way, your focus slips, your energy dips, and that sense of “I’ve got this” quietly disappears. You try to push through, but instead, you feel scattered, tired, and a little discouraged. Here’s the truth we often forget: You were never meant to carry everything on your own. God doesn’t wait for things to fall apart before He steps in. He meets you right in the middle of your messy, unproductive, “I’ve lost my mojo” kind of days. Nothing is too small. Not your tiredness. Not your frustration. Not even that quiet feeling that you’re not quite yourself. He sees it all and He cares. God’s comfort isn’t reserved for big crises. It’s available in the ordinary moments too. In the middle of a busy day. In the pause between tasks. In the sigh you didn’t even realise you let out. And when He comforts you...

A place I'd hesitate to visit; and why it's complicated

"I want to be clear from the outset: this is not about a people, a culture, or a nation. It is about a specific moment in time, and a personal threshold for risk." If someone asked me which place in the world I would hesitate most to visit. My honest answer would be the eastern regions of the Democratic Republic of Congo. I say "regions" deliberately, because this is not a verdict on a country of nearly 100 million people. A land of extraordinary beauty, ancient rivers, rare wildlife, and deep, layered culture. It is a response to a reality that even Congolese citizens themselves have had to live with, flee from, or fight against for decades. Living in South Africa shapes how I see this. I am not someone sheltered from complexity or violence. I understand that crime, inequality, and danger do not define a whole country. I live in one where outsiders often make that same lazy mistake. I know what it feels like when your home is reduced to its worst headlines. So,...

The View from the Sycamore Tree

"Ill-gotten treasures have no lasting value, but righteousness delivers from death. The Lord does not let the righteous go hungry, but he thwarts the craving of the wicked. Lazy hands make for poverty, but diligent hands bring wealth." Proverbs 10:2–10 Reflection The Turning Point: I used to think that by this stage of my life. The path was already set in stone. I looked at the mirror and saw the silver hair and the lines of age. I felt as though I was simply watching the clock run out on my dreams. I’ve spent years in the "midlife crisis." Wrestling with the ghosts of regrets, careers that didn't flourish, relationships that felt the strain of time. The nagging fear of being "less than" in a world that prises youth and worldly success. But then I saw Zacchaeus. He was a man who had spent his life traveling in the wrong direction. Chasing "ill-gotten treasures" that left his soul hungry. When he climbed that tree, he wasn't just trying t...

The Fragrance of His Presence

Zechariah 8:23 (NKJV) “Let us go with you, for we have heard that God is with you.” Reflection There is a magnetic beauty in a soul that has found its rest in God. Zechariah spoke of a time when nations would take hold of a believer’s sleeve. Pleading to follow them because they could see the unmistakable mark of the Divine. It wasn't because of a loud sermon or a grand platform; it was because of a life that hummed with the quiet melody of Heaven. Consider the humble cook, Nicholas Herman. He spent his days in the heat of a monastery kitchen. Surrounded by the clatter of pots and the endless demands of hungry men. He wrestled with deep anxieties. Wondering if he was truly saved, until he looked at a tree in winter and realised the secret. Growth doesn't come from striving, but from being rooted in the Source. He transformed his kitchen into a sanctuary. He stopped performing for God and simply started living with Him. Whether he was scrubbing a floor or repairing a worn-out...