Because Souls Are Like Gardens
'Because Souls Are Like Gardens' is a collection of fictional and non-fictional musings—anywhere from life's quirky moments and general happenings, to thoughts and experiences around Jesus, the Kingdom, and truth. Much like a garden, what is planted here today, will be different to what is planted here tomorrow. Happy Pickin's!
Child within, we are in a time where the paper kingdoms of the world are being brought down. Are you ready to be you again? Are you ready to dream again? Are you ready to stand in your place of freedom and just.be.you? I can’t wait to see you partnering with ushering in the new.
The beauty of regeneration and innocence as they meet and appreciate the joy of hope.
When life feels overwhelming and everything seems just a little too ‘extra’, there is a way to step into resolve and peace.
You can break free from the system of fear and judgment. You were created to shine brightly. I believe in you!
Since I was little, I have heard the voice of Jesus saying, “all eyes on Me!” This cry is especially relevant in the times we are now living in… All eyes on Jesus!
How might the first Christmas have played out in Heaven? What could have transpired?
As our feet move upon the earth, the earth recognises who we are and Who it is that we carry. It recognises the love we give, the hope we speak, and the joy written upon the tablets of our hearts. As our feet fall upon mountains and valleys, dirt paths and grass, we carry the Greatest of all gardeners within us and—like Him—we create gardens wherever we go…
You will. You must. In your government you trust. No questions here. No dissenting there. You’re bound by order, not by care. Do this or you’re selfish. Do that cause you’ve no choice…
What did it look like when Queen Esther carried a message about her people to the highest place in the land? Was she fearful? Of course she was. But was her love for her people stronger? Absolutely. And her God? Most definitely. That love misplaced her fear. But make no qualms about it; it was still a life or death situation Esther stepped into.
My womb once held a promise. A future. A hope and a dream. A child with ten fingers, ten toes, two eyes, one nose, and one spirit fashioned directly by the Light Himself. A child with my DNA bound and woven into the written notes of his or her being...
