Do It Again

I’ve seen You move, You move the mountains
And I believe, I’ll see You do it again
You made a way, where there was no way
And I believe, I’ll see You do it again

Come on folks… those words!


Why Can’t I Trust Jesus?

I am in a crisis.

A number of things in my life look dead and hopeless. My lake seems to be filled with rotten fish at the moment.

My family – rotten tilapia.

My job search – rotten tuna.

My relationships – semi-rotting sardines.

Pray for Donald Trump

All eyes are on the West, specially the USA. Even the country’s frenemy, Russia is looking to the West at the extraordinary event that has unfolded. Extraordinary in that no one could actually believe that a reality TV show host has managed to become President of the USA. Especially on the heels of a political…


Rewind to two days ago. I was blissfully confident that I knew just what Jesus had meant. I mean it was pretty clear-cut.


Yet, unbeknownst to me there was an imminent battle on the horizon where I would experience what He truly meant.

Offering Time: timely offerings

It is easy to just participate out of obligation or because you do not want to look like the cheap/poor one in your row as everyone else readily gives.

It is easy to become desensitised to giving to the Church.

It is easy to grow contempt towards giving your money ‘away’ to the church, whilst you are waiting on a blessing.

Shame + Grace = Shmace?

Recently, I have been sensitive to the feeling of shame.

This has been heightened by the fact that I currently have no money. Nada. Zilch.

Remembering His Name in a world that wants to forget it

Praising a colleague at work comes naturally. Praising Jesus does not.
Why? Because we do not want to destablise the natural order of things by bringing ‘religion’ into the mix. Or look like a ‘religious’ nut.


My goal is to never ‘preach’ but to talk about real issues especially mental health, depression etc that even as a Christian I battle with.

Today I want to share something I find easier disclosing to ‘strangers’ than I would to my own mother.

This post is just me thinking out loud (online) on a bad day.


Covet is one of those archaic terms that I associate with ‘archaic sins’ in the Bible. You know those Old Testament rules we happily skim past in the Bible once they mention rituals or sacrificing an Ox (I mean, where would I come across one of those in 2016?).

Inescapable habits

the vulnerability of telling someone your woes

and the immediate regret that comes after…