Sometimes his depression was not clinical, but rather, circumstantial…
Finding His Way Back
Tag: Jesus
When Death Nearly Took Me Out But I Got Revelation Instead
When friends repeatedly suggested I write about this and share it publicly, I physically nodded ‘yes’, but inwardly recoiled—“no”. And that’s how it stayed for over two months, until this morning…
Wearing Accusation? Nope.
The ‘accuser of the brethren’ likes to remind us of our pasts. That’s his job. Title. Deed. Who he is. The thing is, he speaks from a space of delusion and theatre. He tries to guilt us into becoming who we ‘were’, which is the exact opposite of what Jesus does.
Gossip
Gossip. It’s sparked into flame by someone who knows a partial truth about a person or situation, by intrigue or offence, or by divisive intent; then it’s fuelled into fire by others who want to know about it but who have no business knowing it in the first place…
Neely.
Neely rolled to her other side, still curled in a ball. Hugging her pillow and semi-unconscious, some part of her mind became aware of other people in the room. But how could there be? It was the middle of the night. Maybe she was just imagining it. And yet, there was light pressing through her eyelids. How was that possible?
A Seed and the Unseen
Faith bound by the limitations of intellect is not faith; it is assessment and conjecture based on the evidence of things that are ‘seen’ and the flesh of circumstances…
No More Ghosts And Shadows
Ghosts and shadows plague tormented minds: Haunted phrases run on loop until insanity nears; They trickle from ceilings, crawl through windows and slink through open doors. Mental assaults from yesterday unravel and dismember peace: “You will never find love because you will never be worthy of it.” “You have no ability—you lack everything required to function.” “Nothing is all you are, and nothing is all you will have….”
Russ in the Biergarten
As my friend entertained with all manner of songs and instruments in the background and people chattered away over dinner, I was seated at a long white table under a fruiting mango tree that had light bulbs strung in a row under its branches. The biergarten was buzzing…
The New Day
I have chewed over this dream for some time now. My closest friends know about it (or parts of it) but I now feel to write it down and make it plain so that they who read it may run with it (if they wish).
Sozo Gardens
There’s an abundance of Kingdom reality in this one word alone, just waiting to move from the unseen into the seen…
