Psa 107:2 – Tell your story
The campfire is crackling, casting dancing shapes out into the dark night. Seated on logs enjoying the warmth, I’m enraptured by a stranger’s story [&h...
The campfire is crackling, casting dancing shapes out into the dark night. Seated on logs enjoying the warmth, I’m enraptured by a stranger’s story [&h...
You wake up in the morning and reach for your phone. You notice an unread message. You open it. It’s from Jesus. “Arise, my [&h...
What would you say you are devoted to? Sports? Work? Family? Most of us are devoted to something. If you are unsure, simply look...
“Settle down, everyone. It’s time for the exam”. These are words that put fear into most people. Yet exams are essential. They do everything [&hel...
“When Jesus looked up and saw a great crowd coming toward him, he said to Philip, “Where shall we buy bread for these people [&h...
It’s a postcard scene. The heavens bursting with colour as the sun sets over the distant mountains beyond the rows of vines. Springtime means [...
“Walkies!” One word and our dogs are transformed from deep sleep to fevered excitement. As we walk down our long driveway, they run all [&h...
“I take you to be mine to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in [...
Near our home, the scenic Franschhoek pass winds its way over the mountain. While most who drive it notice the beautiful scenery, few pay...
They close and open. They conceal and reveal. They admit and release. Gates. Jesus said, “Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the [...