Prayer

My church, I have looked

My church I have looked and seen your hearts, and a time of healing has come, a time I have set aside.  I shall refine my people in these days. I have said, I have lit a fire in my church and I shall breathe upon it with my breath until it burns white hot with fire, a refining fire.  When gold enters the furnace it is heated the impurities rise to the surface, it is then scraped off and…

Will He Find Faith?

I sat back and looked out the window, a barrage of questions tumbling around in my brain. Why hadn’t I thought about this before? What did it mean? Why is this question put on the end of this story? What’s Jesus wanting us to understand by adding this to the end of his parable? I’d just read the parable from Luke which has been titled, The Persistent Widow. You’d be as familiar with this story as I am but it’s…

Contained within the walls of God’s sovereign purpose

I’m finally getting it! After days, weeks even, of having new and exciting snippets of God’s truth seep into my dull brain, I’m finally seeing a clearer picture. I need to begin way back when I was a child growing up. All of my life I’d had the security of my parents’ love and the knowledge that they would do everything in their power to protect me. Even at school I had the discipline and boundaries of routine. But around…

I’m Missing the Very Thing

I woke this morning and felt as if a flicker of a light had come on. Yes, the same old question keeps lurking in the background… why doesn’t God answer my prayer? He does, I know because he says he will. Then, what’s wrong? The verse that had come into my mind this morning was, “Call on me and I will answer…” Oh, I knew this verse so well! I knew its reference; I could say it ‘off pat’ but,…

After all, He’s God

I stepped out of the safety of the hospital onto the dark shadowy path. I felt numb but strangely at peace. It seemed to take forever to reach the end of the dark street and enter the old guest house. It was all so strange…so unreal. I fumbled for the key I’d been given and let myself into the dark hall-way. Now to find the number of my room. Stumbling up the stairs, I turned down a narrow passage and…

A Darkened Room

Some time ago I stopped to ask myself…how do I picture a true Church of the New Testament to look like today?  What would they see if someone were to stumble into it? The picture that came to me was a church in prayer…but it wasn’t a church as we know it today… it was a darkened room…no furniture…no sound other than folk quietly praying. I realised this was a picture of the persecuted Church…a group of believers who met…

Every day Easter

I’ve been thinking… Easter or Every Day? The cross is the moment where good and evil faced their ultimate battle. It would be going on 50 years since I first really recognised the victory of the cross and the spiritual battle we are in as believers and followers of our Lord Jesus Christ; fifty years since I first saw the power in Jesus Name…the power, protection and victory in the blood of Jesus Christ. It was a truth that was…

some place to call home

I stood there listening as our CBBCers prayed. Their prayers were passionate & it was evident that these were Godly people praying Godly prayers. Without a doubt God is and will honour these prayers. But my heart was heavy, my mind full of questions…what difference can we make? Can we do anything to rescue millions of people pouring from country to country looking for safety; desperate for refuge for themselves and their loved ones? Are we necessarily right in assuming…

Mrs Jesus Follower…on Paul being adamant

This week’s pastors ponderings comes from our regular blog writer:  Mrs Jesus follower. You can read more of her writings on CBBC’s website christiesbaptist.org.au   The Church of the Jews and the Gentiles? I paused in my singing and listened to the words of The Creed fill the building and waft out into the street. Although my understanding of the Scriptures is limited and my doctrine basic, I knew right there and then that the truth of these words is…

Could this be you?

The following is an extract from a day in the life of a CBBC volunteer:  Could this be you? I dropped the shopping onto the kitchen bench, scrubbed my hands and pulled an apron over my head.  Flicking the kettle on I wandered into the Hall where a jumble of happy voices floated toward me. A buzz of excitement ran through me. After months…years of praying for our Kids Club at CBBC it was finally happening…Kids For Christ had begun…
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