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The (In)courage Devotional Bible Review

My love for new Bibles and stationery will never end. So, I’ve partnered with Women of Reverence to tell you about the gorgeous (In)courage Devotional Bible. The (In)courage Devotional Bible features: – Devotional themes throughout the Bible, – 10 Reading Plans which corresponds to the devotional theme thread, – 50 Women of the Bible profiles–…

Mid-Year Momentum

It’s mid-year and most of us are tired, restless, and ready for a holiday. But we’re only halfway through the year with six more months to go until we can smell the seashore from a holiday rental. So in an attempt to push through, and not give up on doing good, as Galatians 6:9 encourages…

What are you learning?

Can I tell you a secret? I’ve started using anti-aging cream. They say once you reach the other side of your thirties, it’s time to start treating those areas of skin which are prone to signs of age. So I layer on my Nivea every single night in an attempt to stay younger for longer….

Send Someone Else

The bell rang, break was over. It was time for period 3, Afrikaans. My hands were clammy and my heart was racing. ‘I can’t do this, I can’t do this’, I chanted over and over again in my head as we lined up outside Mrs Hamiltons classroom. “Single file” she demanded as she directed us…

Celebration and Sadness

It’s Holy Week. The week in which we celebrate our incredible Saviours death and resurrection. He died so we could live. But He rose again. And today and everyday we celebrate the sacred relationship of intimate union with the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. The resurrected life of Jesus bids my sin farewell and beckons…

Know in Part

1 Corinthians 13:9,10, 12 – “For we know in part and we prophesy in part, when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.” We sit with our planners, planning for…

Slow and Steady

As January rolled in and the holidays were a thing of the past, I mourned for what was – the slower days and rhthyms of late mornings and afternoon naps, the days that rolled from one to another while demanding nothing but rest. I wasn’t ready to let go of the slow and steady. So…

Quiet Times

My house erupts with excitement when my husband walks through the front door every evening. My girls run into his arms and with one fell swoop, he picks them up and embraces them with eagerness and excitement. I watch my girls giggle as they are encamped by arms of love and adoration. I think as…