I came that they may have life, and have it abundantly. John 10:10b NRSV I came that they may have and enjoy life, and have it in abundance [to the full, till it overflows]. John 10:10b AMP Many of us, if not all of us have heard this scripture many times. But have we truly heard it?  I heard it the other day with a different mindset, a different slant. Jesus came to give us abundant life. Another way of putting it is that Jesus, the son of God, is the God of abundance. What does this abundance mean? The dictionary meaning is – a very large quantity of something. The spiritual meaning…

My mind can’t concentrate. I feel very blah, blank even. So even though my thoughts seem to be in a fog, and I can’t see a light in the tunnel (or even where the end of the tunnel is), I know God is with me. I feel like I am groping in the dark but still have God’s presence with me. Past experiences, past knowledge and truly knowing God tells me this. God is still near me. I, for whatever reason, can’t rely on my today feelings. I don’t need to dig deep, to push through, to be positive, to try harder. To do it in my human effort. No.…

The nurse called out a name. No one moved. The name was called out a bit louder and there was movement to my left side. A gentleman stood up and stated to the nurse that it was ‘this lady here’ but she was hard of hearing. I turned to see an elderly lady in her dressing gown, sitting in a wheelchair. The nurse came over pushing a blood pressure machine on wheels. After taking the lady’s blood pressure the nurse went back into rooms on the other side of the sliding door. A very chesty cough could be heard over to my right, behind a barricade. The few people sitting…

The new building’s roof was painted. The walls also. But the floor…… it needed pressure hose spraying to get it clean. Many hands got to work and after three long days the work was completed. I had gone along a few times to see what I could do. The pressure hose seemed to be too powerful in its vibrations for my damaged muscles (due to some ongoing past injuries.) So, what could I do? I made coffees. I got out the broom and swept the extra water down the drain as it built up in the room. It made me feel useful. I was participating as much as I could.…

The little 2-year-old climbed the stairs carefully up to the enclosed trampoline. As she reached the top Abigail turned to look to see if I was watching her. I called out, “Be careful. Watch where you are walking.” She laughed and then started to bounce up and down with delight, her golden curly hair blowing in the wind. Along comes her big brother. He is four. Emmett is a bundle of energy waiting to burst out into any activity where he can use it. I laugh as I watch because He does not use the stairs. He runs at the trampoline full pelt, dives for the handle holds and swings…