Will you tell her that He loves her?
That even when she feels that is all lost
That too much time has passed
Too little, too late, too high to climb, too far to go
Too great, too grand, too hard to fix
Too filthy she feels
And too unclean,
There's not much love it seems
Or could it be, she cannot see?
She hurts too much, she's hurt too many
At times she thinks that she should die,
"I've lost all hope!" we hear
Its good to be ambitious. Its good to aspire to achieve and be more. Its great advice to be always how can I put this… Forward looking? Its really important to plan for, and work towards building ones future. Its vital to be prepared well, in as much as we can be! I mean, theres nothing worse than not planning for certain possibilities and then ending up with a crisis on your hands that could have been avoided.
Yet in our frantic (and often cage rattling rat race) lives, we get so
Reading through Lukes account of the birth of Christ, one cannot miss the irony. The most significant event in the history of humanity was unfolding and some of Israels least significant people were the first to know about it. The news was told to humble shepherds. If we are honest, this flies in the face of convention or what we have known and experienced. Yet on this one night, Angels sought out a group of humble Shepherds and shared the good news. Then they treated these frightened men and boys
We are at that time of the year again when throughout most of the world people exchange greetings, cards and (if they are fortunate) gifts as we celebrate Christmas. earlier today on my way to work I could hear the words of a popular Carol on the radio, "Noel Noel, Noel, Noel...." My mind drifted to the Biblical passage in Luke 2 where Angels appeared to a group of poor, frightened shepherds and told them that The Saviour had just been born. They then sang of "...peace on earth and
Ever been in a situation where you are so tired of something bad always happening to you that you go a little overboard in trying to deal with the problem? I remember some 20 years ago I was sharing a house with two friends of mine. In the first 6 months there, we were being hounded by constant attempts by burglars to break into our property. Car alarms were going off every other night usually followed by the sound of running footsteps of a panicked intruder preparing to scramble over the perimeter