God’s Redeeming Love

 By Lynn Bourgeois

There was once a time when I was a young teenager that I worshiped God and thought I knew what faith was. I thought it meant doing lots of jobs in the church, leading the youth fellowship, helping with the youth club, completing tasks to prove something, but I really didn’t know anything then. I didn’t know that Father God loved me with a love beyond anything I could ever know and I didn’t know I could trust him completely and that whenever I did things for him, all he wanted was for me to feel the peace in doing it and if i didn’t feel that peace, then maybe that wasn’t what he had in mind for me to do just now. 

You see when I left home at the age of 18 my task orientated love of God had burned me out... and I didn’t want it any more..I ran away from God because I didn’t understand that he loved me, and I didn’t understand how amazing that love really was.

I was out in a big open world then, and I wanted to be free to try everything. Night after night I would party and get drunk because it brought me joy, for a little while... I fell in and out of relationships because all I ever wanted was to feel loved and needed, and to be in love made me feel worthy for a short time. But, even with all those things I did to push away God, he never stopped pursuing me, so many times when I could have got myself into trouble he protected me with his love.

I had an amazing life in normal terms; a blessed life, I got married; had an incredible job. I was successful; I travelled all over the world; I saw beautiful sights, but always there was something missing, somehow in the midst of it all I would sit gazing over the most incredible views feeling lonely, and unloved...

Then 10 years ago my life fell apart, my mum died, and the following year my husband left me and I got into the deepest darkest place I had ever been. It was then that God gently stretched out his hand, and offered me his love, and this time I took it...

For all those things I did that many would have condemned me for, he never judged me... he just loved me more. I gave my life to God again at an Alpha course 8 years ago and every step since then he has been with me. At that stage I had met a another young man and a we had had our first child together... and as soon as I committed my life back to God,  all the fears from my childhood welled up again... all those lies the devil wanted me to believe....What if I had to get too busy and didn’t have any time for myself any more...What if he didn’t accept me because I wasn’t married?...I cried out to him “ take it easy on me” I can remember listening to a song of that title over and over again.

One Sunday at a church service, shortly after giving my life back to God again I can remember bursting into tears, because my partner was strictly against marriage and I was sure God would just walk away from me again....Two lovely ladies, took me to one side and prayed with me and we handed it to God to sort out...and do you know what? He heard my cry and I don’t know how he did it, but, within a month my partner, decided we should get married.

And every step of the road along the way it has been like that, I step forward tentatively and he lifts me up and answers. Sometimes the answers don’t come straight away, sometimes they hurt a little, but he always answers in the most amazing ways.

All those years ago, I might have stopped loving Him, but he has never stopped loving me, and I trust him now beyond compare, and I know He will never leave me, He will never stop loving me no matter how many mistakes I have made, or continue to make, and now I know that I will never stop loving Him.

His love redeems everything, He has used every wrong decision I have ever made for good in the most remarkable way. He has never asked me to do anything, I have always just wanted to do things because it brings me joy to see Him happy, and it brings me joy to see other people set free to blossom.

And do you know what still throws me the most, is that everything I have done in His service, just feels right, like I was always made to do this, even though some of the things I do, I was just trying them out because I never really believed I could do them. It turns out that God made me to be this person that I never believed myself to be and it brings me such joy to be that person.

I may not have a perfect life but I am happier now, than I have ever been before, because I am in love with a God who will always be there and it blows me away that all He really wants is my love in return, and do you know what? Being this much in love is the happiest place on earth that anyone could ever be.

The Parable of the Water Coolant

  By Thelma Campbell

            When Jesus walked and talked on Earth, he used parables reflected in the everyday 'cut and thrust' of life to illustrate moral or spiritual lessons to his many followers. So it's not surprising that, '2000-ish' years on, parables still present all around us as we journey through life - hence the title that I've chosen for this blog entry!

            George and myself are not quite 'empty-nesters' since the youngest of our three boys, Rory, still lives at home after graduating from Queens three years ago. His weekly commute to work in Belfast is sometimes by train but mostly by car ie: my car ! 

           Since I've recently retired from teaching, I now only get to drive my car when Rory doesn't need it ! About a month ago, on one of those rare occasions when I was driving my car, I noticed the words "Coolant Level" appear on the dash screen. I didn't take much notice of this since I knew that the car had been recently serviced and the mechanic would have told me if there was any problem with the coolant (not that I know anything about it... apparently, coolant stops the car engine from freezing in the winter and over-heating in the summer!!!)  A couple of weeks later, when Rory came home freezing, complaining that the car heater wasn't working, I did take notice!   Time for action !

            Now, no-one in our house is "mechanically-minded", but I thought that the obvious thing to do was to check the water coolant bottle (which was located via the car manual and Google) and then to fill it up with new water coolant.....(simples!!!) That done, I was so confident that the problem was sorted when I spotted it - a brown sludgy puddle under the car indicating that there was a leak probably from the bottle or a hose or something else that I didn't have a clue about...!          

Time for another trip to the mechanic .... Google couldn't help me with this !

           Long story short, the mechanic showed me the offending tiny pin prick hole in the hose 

(which could have been a bigger threat to the car engine than I had realised !) The replacement hose had to be specially ordered from the manufacturer since it was moulded into a particular "Best Fit" shape (meaning any old hose just would not do for the quick fix that I really wanted !)

Once the designer hose was procured, it certainly wasn't a big problem for the 'one-who-knows' (mechanic) to get the car on the road once more producing full heater capacity for all to enjoy !

            This little 'water coolant parable' seemed to me to reflect the following .......

                    Pay attention to warning signs (they could affect your journey ahead!)

                    Get expert advice/help quickly  (instead of relying on Google!)

                    There's always a solution with The Designer  (no cheap 'quick-fixes' with Him)

There have been times when l've ignored warning signs which could have seriously affected my Life's journey with Papa God. I didn't always see Him as my Heavenly Daddy, because my earthly Dad died suddenly at the age of 38 when I was 10 and I 'kind-of' blamed God for taking him away from us. Then, when I was 20, my 18 year old brother, who had just joined the RUC, was murdered by the IRA in the 'Early Troubles'. My journey with God was definitely affected as I just was happy to "maintain" a token Christian Walk and Talk and my 'Heavenly Insurance' policy! I suppose you could say that I had an orphaned heart which beat out its rhythm of doubt, fear and mistrust over my life resulting in no real Life or movement in my Christian development........and that suited me "quite we'll thank you" at that time!

It wasn't until I got married and after a few years became a mum (of 3 boys) that I kick-started my journey further with God. Becoming a parent gave me a different perspective on life and I decided that this new journey had to be fuelled with trusting Him and simply believing what He says in His Word. Now ........ long story short ..... I absolutely know in my "knower" that God loves me and has been with me throughout those particular tough times and many others. That's why I can call Him Papa with great confidence!

I'm sure that there are many more modern-day "parables" ready to be experienced and shared.

                     

Can't wait! ......

"She who has ears to hear"...........and all that......!!

Loneliness

By Viktoriya Zvereva

from her blog, "Viktoriyous" http://viktoriyous.blogspot.co.uk

Growing up as an only child, loneliness is something that I have really been struggling with for as long as I can remember.

Some of my earliest memories are playing in the forest behind our house by myself. Have you ever had an imaginary friend? I did; more than one actually!

Feeling alone is something that I have struggled with for a long time. Sometimes you feel alone because you ARE and other times you are physically with people but feel alone in their midst. Do they care? Do they understand? Do I matter? Why doesn't anybody pay attention to me?

Loneliness is so hard. It leads to crying alone in the car, depressing thoughts, and wanting to lay down in bed and never get up.

So whats the solution?

For me, it was Jesus. 

He told me "I will never leave you or forsake you!"

I've learned over the past few months that even if I feel alone, I am not. That moment when I'm thinking that nobody cares, nobody understands or loves me, God is thinking...

"I'M RIGHT HERE!!! 

I'M CRAZY ABOUT YOU! 

I'M THINKING ABOUT YOU! 

YOU ARE MY CHILD! 

COME TO ME, GIVE ME ALL OF YOUR BURDENS! 

I WANT TO BE INVOLVED; I HAVE A PLAN FOR YOUR LIFE; YOU ARE SO SPECIAL TO ME!!!!"

I wonder if God feels hurt when we say that we are so alone.

Seek God, and you will find Him.

But another thing I learned was that God loves to give us healthy and stable friendships. A few weeks ago I asked Him to give me a close friend here in Northern Ireland that I can talk to about Him and that can encourage me in seeking God's face, and He did! He loves for His children to be in community!

What is it that your heart truly desires? 

I think that what God really desires is for us to desire Him above anything else. To LOVE Him with all our hearts, souls and minds.

How do you feel about this desire of His?

If you are feeling lonely, tell Him! He already knows anyway, but He wants to hear it from you. Ask Him for a friend who will encourage and support you. Seek community with the people of God.

But most importantly, seek Jesus and His presence. He is the one who will always be there. Nobody else can fill that space for us. Jesus is the best friend I have ever had. He's never messed up, said something to hurt my feelings, manipulated me, left me, or abused me. HE IS SO AMAZING!!!! If you don't know Him, getting to know Him is the best decision you will ever make.

So please allow me the honor to make the introduction.. "Dear ____, (insert your name here), Id like you to meet my Best Friend, Father, God, Savior, Doctor, Lover, and just the most amazing identity in the universe" (no overstatement necessary.. hehe :) 

....and THAT, my friends, is the solution for lonliness and friendship, if you ask for my two cents :)

Fragrance

by Anne Stewart

I don't really like the smell of perfume on me, however I love it on others and like nothing better than to stand in Jo Malone and inhale. I think it might be the fact that a lot of their fragrances involve food. (lime basil and madarin is a favourite).

While reading a book I got for Christmas, I came across a quote from Mark Twain that stopped me in my tracks ,

"Forgiveness is the fragrance  that the violet sheds on the heal that crushes it."

I had to read it again and again. It is such a powerful and beautiful description of the act of forgiveness. That we can arrive at a place where forgiveness is released as an aroma, a fragrance that can be sensed by others, just filled me with awe. The use of the word fragrance was playing around in my mind . That same day I was listening to a pod cast from Bethel Atlanta and the topic was again "Fragrance."  The speaker Steve Hale was describing in a similar way that God can take our scars whether physical or otherwise, and in the healing, they become the stories of our lives. Stories of healing that emit a fragrance of his grace, that we get to release to others. We get to replace the story of pain and distress with something else that smells so much sweeter than death and decay. 

This brought me back to 6 months ago when we were awaiting the arrival of the undertakers who were bringing my mums body home from hospital. Everyone was aimless and lost in our own pain. Then we heard the laughter and commotion from another room. We found the oldest grandchildren enthralled and delighted...while looking for something else they came across Mums albums and books of cuttings. They found photographs and mementoes of the big and happy events in their lives. Birthdays, exams,weddings... all documented with such pride. We laughed at clothes and hair and were amazed at how much they looked alike at different stages. At that moment I felt covered in love; sorrow was pushed out . This was her way of showing us how much she loved us all . Everything we had become, everything we had achieved was important not only to us but to her.  At that moment it felt that love had conquered death. 

So as I look back at that day this is the story that jumps into my mind first. I have to admit I tried to write these words a few times but had to give up. I now realise the healing process had begun on that day. There are still days when tears flow and I ache with loss, but over time I now realise that my story will release the fragrance of having been much loved by her and of God's healing touch in those days.

In 2 Corinthians 2:14 it says : 

               "But thanks be to God, who always leads us in triumphal procession in Christ 

                and through us spreads everywhere the fragrance of the knowledge of Him. 

                We are to God the aroma of Christ."

This takes me back to doing Encounter last year, when a certain "second year" would often say after another supernatural encounter, "Doesn't that smell of Jesus ?" (It helps if you imagine saying it in a Cumbrian accent.)  

Even then I loved the fact that our senses could detect His presence in ways we couldn't imagine. It is so beautiful that we get to carry this fragrance of forgiveness, love...of his healing grace in our lives. This is one perfume I am only too happy to carry .

Battlefield of the mind

By Carolyn Young

All praise to our God and Father of our master Jesus the Messiah. Father of all mercy! God of all healing counsel! He comes alongside us when we go through hard times, and before you know it, he brings us alongside someone else who is going through hard times so that we can be there for that person just as God was there for us. We have plenty of hard times that come from following the Messiah, but no more so than the good times of his healing comfort-we get a full measure of that too. ( 2 cor 1:3-5) 

I wasn't sure what I needed to share writing this blog..but our Father knows all our needs so here goes..this is what I felt He told me to write..

Our minds are like a battlefield, everything starts with a thought and so on. With the word of God we can rest assured that His word is pure, it's wonderful, it's truth and it's powerful.

There was a time in my life when I struggled to know what I was here on earth for! What was i doing here?

Growing up was far from normal, it was turbulent and there was a lot of drama, but that I guess became normal to me. I can't remember there being many happy family moments that I would want to share with others but neither did I want to share about how disfunctional things felt for me either.  As time went on I grew overwhelmed with disappointment and discouragement.  I hid the fact that I was disatisfied because everyone around me seemed ok with it so I believed it would pass.
 
Thankfully I met with The Lord and He rescued me.  God totally transformed me physically and mentally and I believe  it was a miracle. Today I stand in the glory of His loving arms: the victory I finally conquered through Him because He won't be shaken.

Trying to keep it brief I want to highlight how awesome God really is.  He brought me to a place where I am now alive.  He rescued me from a place of anxiety and fear. He opened my heart and helped me to trust again and most of all He filled me with love and a sound mind.  God healed my body when I was sick. He healed my scars. He renewed my mind; He comforted me when I was isolated; He listened when I was screaming; He restored my heart; He forgave me, and He gave me strength when I couldn't go on.  He helped me to forgive when I didn't want to.  He gave me confidence and He made me beautiful.  What the enemy stole from me at a young age, God gave it all back and even more, and He still hasn't finished yet.  If He can do that for me then He will do it for you. I am an overcomer because of Him.

How does it really feel to be the victim all the time?
Firstly to be the victim,
Then feel like the victim,
and then always be treated as a victim! 

With Jesus there  is hope to break these chains. Today there are so many labels that we all become attached too.   Labels that aren't truth but lies! Whatever it is it can be broken with the love of the Father and His love never fails.
So how does the rest of the world react to this when the enemy is defeated? I mean, how do you walk  consistently and confidently upright away from your past! It might be hard but i can do ALL things with him who strengthens me. (Phil 4v13)

That was me in my early years of becoming a Christian. I had taken the step to change but everything around me was staying the same! I had given my life over but I wasn't walking in freedom every day.  I was a Christian but I wasn't perfect and that is okay, but the choice is always much easier to go backwards instead of forwards.  But in God's strength he can do immeasurable things when we are hungry and ready to accept Him. I needed guidance; I needed wisdom;  I needed protection, but most of all I needed a place where I would just be accepted. God fulfilled all those desires.  I was now a new me, the princess that I always was, the daughter that so desperately just wanted to shine by just being herself. The overcomer, the purpose driven character that had passion in her heart to live for Him.

I became a Christian at the age of 24 ( I am now 30) .  Before that I was wrestling with life and myself..and I was wasting away. I had anorexia/bulimia for many many years..a terrifying eating disorder that controlled my life in every way and near killed me.  It was a battle in my mind and the enemy was having a field day.  I hated my reflection in the mirror, and so sad to say, I tried to end my life many times because of those distorted lies from the bondage of body dismorphia.

I was a person that seemed like she was failing everything she ever started, a person that felt disappointed and was always in the way.  I was completely dead inside and the mask I wore was just so exhausting that if I was going to survive, it was going to have to come off!  From the outside it looked like I had everything to live for:  I was a perfectionist and I held it together for so long until I collapsed into a very dark place of destruction before I knew about the Jesus that saved me. What was I doing before I ever met with him?

How could my Father God love me and accept me the way I was?  I struggled trying to work that out and that his grace is enough! 

My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in my weakness. Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses so that Christs power may rest on me. That is why for Christs sake I delight in weaknesses in insults in hardships in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.(2Cor12v9-10 ) 

It had been a painful time for me, a vicious cycle of hell, but today I am separated from that person I used to be.  I am now the beautiful woman God so carefully handcrafted me to be. Not only do I believe I carry beauty within, but I believe it is reflected in my beauty outside which God uses to lead life to others. Oh how that gentleness of love and affection makes people feel wonderful.

I was screaming inside to be heard but never had a voice.  I feel Satan stole my voice and God gave it back, and I use it more powerfully now.  Today I just love sharing what Jesus has done for me, and how He lives inside me, and how He set me free. God knows my heart.  He knows the pain that I carried.  He sees; He hears and He dealt with the despair I so desperately went through growing  up.  He cares, He loves, and He carried my burden and yours.  He helps me to forgive the people that hurt me.  He forgives my flaws too, and that means I must forgive myseIf! He is so generous with His love because He wants the best for me so I can only want to be more like Him. 

He is beautiful.  He is peace.  He is calm in the storm. He is gentle. He is different.  He is mighty.

You see...darkness hates the light, and light overcomes darkness.  Satan has no power over me. He is a liar and a thief.

For all those precious girls who are starved with the pain from their past,  please reach out to Jesus who takes all that shame away! For the ones that were robbed of their innocence and for those who carry those horrible thoughts in life that just overwhelm us with worry... For all those that wanted life to end and believed that they were a mistake..I understand and I encourage you to take captive those thoughts right now in the name of Jesus. I am a testimony of what freedom looks like and I choose Jesus everyday and stand on His promises of truth! Let me tell you that God uses it all. 

He transformed my mess into massive plans.  I know I have power when I use my voice to speak His words of affirmation about how He sees me.  God will use you too. He can turn everything around for the good.  

Running from a past is very exhausting. I was so terrified of being vunerable. Even though I hated my flesh I was so afraid of loosing control.  I surrendered all to Him because 
freedom tastes so good!

Trust me and trust Him..because there is rest in our Heavenly Father.

I love to worship God. Sometimes  I find myself just standing there weeping with joy because of how He has carried me to a place of love and security. I just close my eyes so not to be distracted and imagine how beautiful it is to be with Jesus in a place of peace. I am so proud to be His and so grateful to be where I am right now... not looking to where I want to be. That is called being content..saying I trust you, I love you, and I need you...

What you're made for

By Liz Simpson

Ever been in that situation where you’re getting to know someone new, maybe at a party, or at work and you start to feel nervous as the conversation goes on because you know what question they are going to ask next? You get past the “Hi my name is” … “I’m from…” wait... Here it comes…
“So what do you do?”

Yes... THAT question. This is the question that used to make my stomach do somersaults every time someone asked me it. For some time my answer was “I’m an art student” to which the conversation would then progress to whether or not I brought crayons with me to college. Then it moved on to “I work in a bank” (you can imagine the conversation that followed that one). Finally it went to “well I’m doing an internship but actually I’m not sure what I want to do”. 

People around you usually want to know what career you’re in, what part of society you contribute to and sometimes even what you’re passionate about. But what happens when you don’t know any of these things about yourself?

No one ever prepares you for this stage of life, when you feel stuck in the “in between."  Perhaps you have a vague memory of lost or forgotten dreams you used to have as a child but due to circumstance these dreams never quite moulded into reality. You feel a ridiculous amount of pressure to label yourself as something, just to make these conversations easier, never mind the lie that keeps going round in your head that “you’re a failure."

It seems that society is screaming so many of these labels at us, we are never sure which one is best. The world is telling us that “we need” money, fame, beauty… and most of the time we’re grabbing onto so many ideas because we don’t have a clue what we want or need ourselves. The real question we are wrestling with here is not "what am I doing"….but "who am I?" "How do I fit in?"

Let me save you some time here. You were never made to fit in. You were born to stand out.

It’s who you are, not what you say and do, that counts. Your true being brims over into true words and deeds. 

Luke 6:43  “No good tree bears bad fruit, nor does a bad tree bear good fruit.

When people would say “Oh you’re an Artist” I would often question did I really want to be an artist and was this really who I was made to be? I never really liked the whole stereotype or even the idea of cutting my ear off anyway…

Last July when I was coming to the end of my youth internship, I kept asking God, "what is your plan for me?" "What do I do next?" This time I felt God spoke to me and said “Just be”. This was the first time I realised I needed to not have any distractions from God- no clutching at straws trying to be something I wasn’t. 

God was calling me to not “do” anything, and I was so afraid. I was afraid I wouldn’t know how to fill the time. Although…I’m not going to lie to you, at first it was great- it felt like a holiday, but as time drew on, it grew harder and harder to say no to things I would have loved to be involved in and help with, but God kept saying “Come find me”.

When I came to spend time with him, initially I felt stumped. I wasn’t sure what it looked like to spend alone time with God other than reading my bible and praying (which is great) but I am not the sort of person who could do that all day long. I wasn’t sure that just being me or doing what I have always known to love would be enough for Him. However, there was no other version of me left that I could be. I started to do the things I always loved doing but didn’t always get (or make) time to do, like picking up my paint brush once again.


In doing these things I started to feel more of God’s presence than I ever had. As if God was doing this with me. I felt more confident and that I could let go of the anxiety and uncertainty my future held. Through creativity, I felt a connection to God I rarely felt before. These times started to become my times with God, my intimacy with him.

You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. Jeremiah 29:13

What if we were made for more? More than expectations, more than what society tries to constantly label us as. God is not a God that can be labelled or contained in a box, and if we carry Him in us and are also made in His image, then why would we do this to ourselves? What if what we were made to do was never meant to fit into the ideals and confines of a job description?

To truly know who you are, you have to know who He is, and what He is speaking over you. Then and only then will the world around you be transformed. You see, once I let go of what other people wanted me to do, or what society made me think I “should” do, I found the Author of my story: The God who had already called me into being. When we let go and let God, we start to become the person we were made to be, the person that’s been under there the whole time.

Home

by Emily Lynas

‘If you wanna go 

I’m going back down South now 

Come on take my hand 

I’m heading back down South now’ Kings of Leon.

‘I salute at the threshold of the North sea of my mind...Swim until you can't see land’
Frightened Rabbit.

My husband Dave can usually figure out quite quickly where my heart is in that moment depending on which song I’m spinning around the sitting room floor to. 

Sometimes I feel like I have a split personality or just that my heart is in two places!

There are days when I pine for my home county of Wicklow, with its tall trees and gorse covered mountains. 
I pine for my family home, sitting at my parents' kitchen table with a cup of coffee, and nieces and nephews charging around while we all talk over each other about nothing hugely significant, but no one wants to leave! 
I pine for Dublin and its winding streets littered beautifully with Georgian architecture and cobbled paths. I pine for how well I know it and how certain places flood my memory with college days and stolen kisses! I pine for old friends who have known me all my life and still seem to love me more than ever, friends that have weathered the worst of storms with me and celebrated the sweetest of life’s moments.

I pine for where I was born and grew up and this is when I play Kings of Leon’s aptly named song ‘Back Down South’ (I know its really about the Southern states of the US, but who cares)

But wait.....

There are the other days when I relish in the incredible fact that I live on the wild North coast of Ireland.
These are the days when I am running along the Portstewart Strand with two mad dogs and God is embarrassingly showing off again!! with a winter kissed sunset that puts all other sunsets to shame around the world. 

I fall in love daily with this land.

I love its unpredictable weather patterns and ever changing sea colour. I love when the ‘swell is pumping man’ and a flurry of texts fly around, and low and behold Dave, Dan, Tim, Spencey, Jonny and many more are suddenly not that busy!!! The sea is filled with wet suited clad men braving the cold temperatures and fixated on the rush that comes with the mighty ocean. I love the friends I’ve made here, people who are sold out for Jesus and never ashamed to brag about his glorious generosity. I love the church community we are privileged to be a part of and how it never ceases to surprise me how unique it really is. I love I can be myself in my oddness and joy filled craziness. I love that Dave came back to the place he was born and grew up in; I love that he returned a very different person than when he left. I love being around his family and the wisdom and warmth they bestow upon us.

So when I bubble over with the privilege of being planted here for this season of my life .... I play Frightened Rabbit ‘Swim until you cant see land’ because this place holds endless possibilities for me, many I can't even see yet..! and I ‘Salute at the threshold of the North sea..’

There is another song that I play which I believe calms my ever torn heart...and that is ‘Home’ by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros (the band I will one day leave you all for and join...look them up and you will see why!)

‘Home, let me come home

 Home is whenever I’m with you’

You see I don’t believe God ‘called us North’ I believe he ‘called’ us to Himself. God is ‘home’ for me. I also believe that we needed a change, a challenge, an adventure. Both Dave and I are risk takers but this has been something we have grown into and through life circumstances we have become less afraid. 

Some days I have a long term memory and I can remember Gods promises and what our future is in Him. 
Some days I have a short term memory and I get caught up in my feelings of homesickness or panic about the cliff we are about to jump off!! This ‘cliff’ of course is the coffee shop Lost & Found we are shortly opening up with the incredible Daniel and Kathleen. 

I’ve found over the years that life really boils down to a daily decision of faith, to believe wholeheartedly that you can be sure of what you hope for and certain of what you have not yet seen.

Saving that, it’s always a good thing to listen to your favourite music and dance like nobody's watching....