I grew up in church. I was seven days old the first time I went and attended every Sunday, usually more than once, from that point on. It didn’t take all that much thought. Sunday equals church. And I loved it. Then life changed, as it does. Among other things, I moved a fair distance away… Continue reading Why Bother with Church?
I never set out to be a writer. When I was asked as a child and all through my teens what I wanted to be when I grew up, the answer was always the same – a missionary. I can’t remember exactly when God first planted that dream in my heart but I remember, vividly,… Continue reading 3 Things I’ve Learnt about God-Given Dreams