I sat on my computer working myself away. As you can imagine, my to-do list is as long as the Great Wall of China. Unedited portrait galleries, unedited devotion and parenting episode videos, paperwork here and there and a guilty conscience from abandoned/unwritten blog posts. I'm on it . . . To help my work [...]
As I listened to those words come out of her mouth, I became quite ashamed and worried at the same time.
(I wrote this on my Facebook page some minutes ago. So I've moved it here, because I know it will bless someone who gets to read it here too) I've gone through a lot of mental battles in the past years running up to 2020. I encountered a number of people who made me feel [...]
At the start of the year, I got the leading from the Holy Spirit to invest time in something that draws from one of the passions God invested in me: teaching bible lessons to children. I was very excited about the prospect, but then I became quite scared as I thought about the implications and [...]
I enjoy our morning devotions as a family. God speaks to us in many ways, and one of those many ways is through the voices of our kids. For those who follow this blog, you might have come across quite a few of these types of posts where I share a quote or an action [...]
Many years ago, my dad, by the inspiration of the Holy Spirit, began designing calendars that carried messages given to him by the Lord for each coming year. These calendars are printed and given out to anyone who cares to have one, and since we can't print and share them with the whole world, we [...]
Out of the mouth of babes . . .
. . . and forming habits.
You just have to let it . . .
through Jesus!
Resurrecting the stench . . .
Which do your words serve?
Click. Clack. Click. Clack.
. . . and he will flee
You'll wake up from death disappointed . . .
Be intentional . . .
Be intentional . . .
Be intentional . . .
As Christmastime begins to fade into the coming season, we watch how the adverts for turkeys suddenly morph into gym subscriptions - to get the body back in shape after the season of overindulgence . . .
It started by dragging my attention to my neighbours, then it spoke . . .
Alethea's Mind 