The Beauty of Contagious Passion

Often the new year brings change. Change isn't always a bad thing, but when that change includes people moving far away, making it hard to stay a part of their lives, I'm not a fan. These last few nights I've been kept awake by the mere thought that some of the people in my life whom I REALLY value- might not be there for long. I've moved around, I know people rarely stay in the same place forever. I know there are other places that could be SO so blessed by their beautiful hearts... But at the same time I'm selfish and I'll miss them intensely. People try and convince me that I'll still be loved by the ones that remain... that's probably true. But when you have friends who give you the space to be honest and accept you for who you are and not what you do- this is priceless and can be a rare thing these days... It's as if their leaving is inevitable... And it will be an exciting opportunity for them to bless others. It's as if I'm sl...

He re I stand,  The end in sight,  The pace has slowed, Blessed with a rushing wave of excitement, Only to see that the river's filled with eels,  Jagged stones and strong tides. The wait to go home, Seems so long and painful, I think of you all, Every day, How you blessed me, And showed me a glimpse, Of God's family. I long to see them again, But I dread to think, What will happen, If this time it's harder to let go, My heart may be so torn, That only His hands, Can even begin to piece it together. This longing can't be for nothing, To see His children smile, To journey with His family, Through life's joys and frustration, His plans are bigger, His wisdom stretches further, I must leave it in His care. But till then, I will wait, Impatiently, for clarity, And repeatedly surrender the tender, Desperately hopeful part of my heart, Into His arms each day, For He alone knows and is in control......

As I was flicking through old notes and trying to decide what to keep I found a scrawled piece of paper that I’d spilled my heart out onto in a moment of frustration and exhaustion and it went something like this…  “My heart feels fearful, I feel incredibly out of control and in need of rest, I just want to step back and watch somebody else who is actually good at this whole thing… I feel incredibly incapable of my position, my heart feels flat… I feel I’ve got nothing to offer this ministry…” While this isn’t the most positive note to start on- it’s the journey that has happened over the past few months that I want to share with you- not simply to make you feel sorry for me! I wrote this after a particularly tough week near the beginning of term 4. I’d been having issues with neck due to being stressed and sitting hunched over a computer and it was making sleep difficult. Then on top of that I got a cold, I had too many assignments and all the activities I normally...