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There are moments when long-standing work reaches a point of transition. After years of service, good and faithful efforts come to an end, and questions surface about what comes next. Communities are served over many years. Structures are built. Needs are met. Lives are touched. And yet, when those who have carried the work must Read more
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You are beyond time. What feels finished to me is still held by You. What I call “past” is never out of Your presence. I live within moments, before and after, too late and not yet. But You are not confined by any of it. So teach me to pray without fear of timing. To Read more
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I wonder how You felt when the scribes accused You of being possessed by Beelzebul. They claimed that Your power to cast out demons came from evil, not from God. They were trying to discredit You because You refused to conform to their expectations. I wonder whether You felt the weight of standing apart from Read more
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I’ve been sitting by the beach, swimming along the shore. The pulse of life is slower here. Nothing to rush for. No crowds. No deadlines. Just the steady rhythm of waves, breath following breath, movement without urgency. In this space, I realise You do not ask me to strive but to be present, attentive, alive. Read more
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Your way of living appears disordered to those who love You, because Your choices no longer follow the priorities they understand. Born the son of a carpenter, likely a carpenter Yourself, You left what was familiar for a life that unsettled those closest to You. Teach me to follow You even when Your way no Read more
God the master of time, never gives the future. He gives only the present, moment by moment.
In Moments Like This 