Praise: A Prayerful Reflection

Praises. What a goal. That meal was awesome. You did that really well. I was moved by that performance. What an excellent way of putting. You are truly an outstanding individual. That brilliant way that you did that. Phrases. Comments. Observations. When you created the heavens and the earth periodically you observed that what you […]

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The Importance of the Team Theme

One of the things I like about blogs and podcasts is the ability to check the archives. I’ve been on a really extensive enjoyment of podcasts in recent months. I feel late to the party, but that’s not unusual. There are podcasts that I prefer to listen to the latest episodes, but some have me […]

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A Gathering: Here’s An Idea

Here’s an idea. But before the idea, here’s a few questions to consider: When they’re together, would you get the impression that each one has something offer that can help others? When they choose to meet, would you know that each one has a gift to share with the others? For some, they got the […]

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Those Are Roots

My Mum prays. My Dad studies. My Dad is not a great intellect, he wouldn’t be called on for his mental prowess and academic acumen. That wasn’t my Dad. He was, however, diligent, meticulous and consistent in humbling himself before the word of God to pick out the words and understand what was going on. […]

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Blow Up or Build Up

There is something about having a fit of rage. Observing people have a temper tantrum can be as fascinating as it is tragic. You see the person go from mildly irritated to apoplectic in the space of mere seconds. They really do appear like a boiling pot that overflows as they pour out their rage […]

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Marked Out To Fit In

Perhaps you have received some communication that marks you out. Joe was the spoilt one. Spoilt because he was from Daddy’s favourite. Daddy had a few mothers you see, but there was the first love, the one he had worked for a long time to gain his hand. Though the other mothers had given him […]

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