Both of my grandfathers were farmers, beginning their careers in the days when farmers followed teams of Clydesdale horses yoked together pulling ploughs across South...
Take a moment to imagine Jesus pointing you out in the crowd, calling you by name, and inviting you to follow.
The cross is not just a difficulty or an obstacle, but when carried through suffering to death, IS the pathway to life.
only by recognising one is loved do we at last enter into a truly mature, familial and free relationship with God.
It’s Fathers’ Day today in New Zealand and Australia
In my unloveliness I plunged into the lovely things which you created. You were with me, but I was not with you