The yelling in my newsfeed is distressing.  The past months has disturbed us human creatures and we are spilling over.  We want to preserve our life - the way things have always been or the way we think things should be – and many have chosen a hill to die on.

What does it look like to be guided by God’s eye; to simply see where he is looking and to instinctively go to that place?

Every day we are being formed. What we see, hear, touch, smell and taste sends us messages. These messages whisper stories to us about ourselves and they form us.

Aaron’s blessing is one of the most profound prayers, spoken originally from God’s own mouth, gifted by him to be spoken over his people. It is the way of life God want for us.

New Year’s Eve brings a combination of melancholy and anticipation, sadness and joy, a strange mix of emotions we perhaps find unsettling. I believe we should embrace these feelings, and allow them to work their cleansing of our soul.

How respect creates beautiful relationships.

As trees bend with the weight of rain, so our souls long to bend with the weight of blessing.

The breeze of spring blowing over the southern hemisphere is like the newness of the ancient Spirit that blows where He wills. Familiar … yet new.