I need soft moments. Life tries to push them out sometimes; I feel I should be doing something. Or - and perhaps this is the most truthful reason - I fear coming face to face with how I really feel. I mistrust the feelings themselves; I mistrust my own perceptions. Of myself. Of life. Of … Continue reading soft moments
WE TEND TO measure our lives by our achievements – what we have done and what we have failed to do, the places we have been, the successes we’ve had. That may be what we would call the ‘fruit’ of our lives. But is this what Kingdom fruit is made of? What did Jesus mean … Continue reading whose fruit is it anyway?