Eternity News: Four Ways To Love Your Single Friends Better
I’ve had some amazing opportunities to share my book in a variety of interviews. So far, without fail, I am always asked what Churches and married people can do in order to support the single people in their world. It’s a valid question and I can understand why they’re asking it…
Lesson Three: Who am I to think I can get away with my disobedience effecting only me?
In really simple terms, my disobedience cost me more because the sandwich I purchased was $7 versus the cost of a coffee for $4. It cost me more because there were a number of people eating lunch close by when I went to give Graeme his sandwich who would have seen Graeme’s rejection of my offer, versus earlier in the morning no one being around (there’s also a lesson to be learned in doing things in secret for the glory of God versus in the open for the praise and adoration of men).
Single Me is not just for single people...
Despite its title, Single Me is not just for single people. It's also for our married friends and family who might not know how to support us. Here I share a little bit about how this book isn't just for single people. To purchase Single Me: Learning to Love the Unwanted Path of Singleness head to my website, Amazon or follow this link for other e-reader platforms like Apple and Kobo.
Lesson Two: Who am I to think I can improve on the execution of God’s plan?
God’s call or request is not a suggestion. It is not up for discussion. God doesn’t need your two cents. What God needs, is your action. Your willingness to go when He calls you. Your willingness to be interrupted. Your willingness to acknowledge your life is part of a greater narrative being worked out and your willingness to follow God’s call is critical to how God expresses His love in the world.
Lesson One: Who Am I To Think I can Improve The Timing Of God?
I naively (and unconsciously) thought that I could improve on the timing of God when in reality what I was doing was stalling. I was procrastinating. I held off because I had to check that Graeme was there. When in actual fact I wasn’t willing to allow God to disrupt me in that moment.
Why I Wrote Single Me...
I wanted to take some time, in light of the impending release of this book, to share with you why I wrote “Single Me.”
I found a Seashell
If you’ve clicked on this post, then you too must be an ocean lover because the title of this blog is not very compelling. But it’s important. It’s really important.
The Language of Lament - Part Two
I am drawn to the image of a God who, in all cases of lamenting, listened. He sat and listened. He waited and listened. He did not rush to heal. He did not rush to repair. He did not rush to reconcile. He listened to the lamenting. And so should we.
Freedom Found In Restriction
Who would have thought that when freedom is restricted, the world actually thrives? Not us humans, that’s for sure. But I imagine God does, given it was the very thing he did to create the world. God himself had to contract in order to create space for the creation to exist. It’s a Hebrew term called Zimzum. A restriction or contraction of freedom in order for something else to thrive.
Sick of reading about it?
A comment popped up on my Facebook from a friend asking me to give her a reason to read yet another book on singleness. This caught my attention. I hadn’t considered that I would need to prove that my book was helpful to fellow singles. But I liked how this challenged me to think about those who may feel a little fatigued by what books are currently in the market for Christian singles. I don’t want this book to just be another “Sunday school” answer. As a single person, I know how annoying it is when all you’re met with is “just trust Jesus” in response to your laments about being single. It’s not that this, and other answers like it, are wrong. It’s that in your moment of deep loneliness or rejection, it can feel like only words.
I Went To The Beach Today...
Death is painful and hard. It brings despair and tears, brokenness and hopelessness. It is full of fear. It signifies the end of something or someone. There is a lot not to like about death.
A Response To Covid-19
There is a lot of information swirling, much like the steam from my coffee, about Covid-19. There is no denying it’s presence. Some of the information is helpful, some of it is not. And I won’t deny that I have been judgemental towards some people’s response to the information that we are being fed. I have been surprised at the way we so quickly defaulted to a “every man for himself” after the unifying experience of the bushfires. How quickly we can turn on each other.
The Archives: How Daring Is Your Faith?
“Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.”
In that command is a challenge, a question- do you trust me enough? Do you believe that I have come to bring good to your life and not to harm you? In those eight words, Jesus dares us to have a faith that is bigger than the circumstances we see around us. He dares us to believe that the great I Am is who He says He is.
I Tried To Give A Homeless Man A Sandwich
If I had stopped to ask the people who know him better than I do, would I have avoided potentially making Graeme feel awkward?
Lots of “what if’s”.
And whilst those questions are good, I’ll never know the answer to them, I can’t go back in time and change my decisions.
But I can’t help shake this feeling that God orchestrated this whole thing not for Graeme’s benefit, but for mine.
Is Loneliness A Sin?
“If the Garden of Eden is a representation of heaven-“
“Is it?” The Senior Pastor asked.
“Isn’t it?” I replied.
“Is the Garden of Eden a real thing?”
“Good question, but maybe a discussion for another time and potentially the ultimate answer to the question I’m about to ask, but let’s say Eden is real. My question is, if Eden was real and is a representation of Heaven, being in ehad - oneness with God - then will loneliness exist in heaven because it existed in Eden?”
Could You Leave Me With A Scar?
So when I look at this scar and I see beauty and ugliness. I see love and pain all in one image. The pain of scars serves as a reminder, but we get to choose what it reminds us of…
Feel The Fear...
“Feel the fear and do it anyway.” Every time I read this phrase or say it out loud I envisage a breath being drawn in and then exhaled right where the word “and” appears. It’s as though this word is the turning point. Things change, right there, in “…and….”.