Such a humble entry for a King!
What shall I bring Him?
I have prepared everything else
What have I prepared for Him?
Is there room for Him in my heart?
Or will he too be forced aside?

My heart ready to receive Your gift
Ready to give, to share with a broken world
Your message of peace and salvation

A gift for my King
A prayer that must be prayed, a song that must be sung
A love that must touch another’s life

Love has come down to us
Jesus, our Messiah
The promised One
Emmanuel, God with us
God be in You

“I wanted to be good at storytelling… I’d spent most of my early twenties making songs up as we went along, changing words every night, writing by improvising. But I’d realised that the lyrics… are not really really lyrics at all, they’re sketches. I wasn’t a writer really. I was a painter, or an emoter or a shouter, I seemed to have almost a fear of writing; it was an advanced form of procrastination. I’d had it in my school work. You’d do anything but the thing you have to do because doing it brings on judgement - fear of failure, probably. So just don’t try… Scat, create pictures and then justify it as the first brush stroke.”

My breathing so loud

I hear it over the ticking of clocks

One that doesn’t even keep time

Empty but not alone

It’s getting darker now

It’s warm inside

Can you feel me here?

In the silence now

Life throws us all kinds of changes and challenges, some more than others. And what might seem like massive stumbing blocks for some are just small boulders to leap over for others. It’s all about perspective. And figuring out what is important.

What is important to me? My faith, my relationship with “the author of life”. My family. My best girlfriends.

In a world, in lives full of change I am so thankful to have faith and hope in an unchanging God. His love is truly an “unfailing love.”

Don’t be afraid of these times. There is One higher. And He’s calling your name. Can you hear Him?

The Passion of the Christ is a film about the last twelve hours of Jesus of Nazareth’s life on the day of his crucifixion in Jerusalem. The film is subtitled, as it was largely shot in the languages of the period, Aramaic and Latin. 

This movie came out in 2004. Until recently I had not seen it, but had always wanted to. I decided that this Easter just been would be a good time for me to watch it as I desired to spend some personal time reflecting on Jesus’ sacrifice for us. 

Most of you will probably be aware and realise that the film is quite graphic. I was prepared for this (as much as one can be!). I wept through quite a lot of the movie, but this was not only from seeing the depiction of the physical suffering Jesus’ went through.  What spoke to me most was how Jesus forgave those who mistreated / tortured / crucified Him. Like each one of us, they had done nothing to deserve forgiveness; it would seem the opposite in fact! Jesus cries out, “Father, forgive them for they know not what they do.” (Luke 23:34).  

I had been struggling around an issue of forgiveness, and while watching this, I realised there was no way I could not forgive. Jesus was, and still is, our example. “Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you.” (Colossians 3:12-13).

This is my go at trying out some journalling! I have no idea what it will turn out like or how often I will write, but hey, that’s ok. You gotta start somewhere right? :)