Wow! wow! wow!


I’m just mind blown by this verse I read this morning.

“Now unto Him that is able to do exceedingly abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us” (Eph. 3:20-21a)

Exceeding abundantly more than even our thoughts and imaginings!

As the small boy asked what he’d pray for if he were blind responded, “a nice doggie to lead me arround,” we so limit God by our lack of faith and vision.

The key to this quote is  the final, “according to the power that worketh in us.” God’s power and vision is limitless. He created the earth, every complex echo system, made his creation self perpetuating. He spoke the complexities of the atom to the universe, guided the stars in their courses. He is limited by one thing only, the extent His power works in us. Jesus came to give us God’s power, to heal, to speak wisdom, to do miracles and to change the world, but it is up to us how much we utilise it.

One of the first things He said to me on becoming a Christian was, “oh you of little faith, wherefore do you doubt?”  Some may think I have great faith because I lived “by faith” relying on God to supply my physical needs. I’ve been party to many miracles, they became a part of every day life. Yet I feel my faith is small in comparison with what God could do if we only believed without doubt and lived His word to the fullest.

What great things He has promised to those who take Him at His word. That is not to say there wont be battles – there will! Satan and his forces will come against one in force who dare step out of line, but the weapons Christ gave are more than enough to blast him to kingdom come! He trembles at the power within us, thus his game is to mask the promises of God, to cloak them in “reality” in compromise, but God’s word is the true reality and lies waiting for us to pick up the “sword” and deal blow after blow at the evils of this world – sickness, mental illness, discouragement, poverty, greed, corruption and lies of the evil one etc.

So often people lay the blame at God’s door when all the time He is waiting on us.

The day I fell in love.


The day I fell in love was not a fantasy
I found the truth, and love and life and more than that you see.
I found a heart that’s oceans deep, that calmed my raging seas
A love so sweet, abiding still, for all the world to see.
Held in those arms t’was nought to fear, he would not let me down
His radiant smile still lights my days. He never wears a frown.
He’s never left me, no not once. No door can keep him out.
The joy of him within my heart just makes me glow and shout.
And who is this my love supreme? Christ Jesus is his name.
Though other loves have come and gone his only does remain.

I just couldn’t resist.


Glimpsing the sun sparkles on the water I couldn’t resist. Glancing at my companion I saw the same reflected in her face. “Let’s take I her out,” I said. There was hardly any wind, only a short time left, but the water was calling us. Yelling to let the shore officer we scrambled aboard.

Drat, we couldn’t reach the front rope to cast off, should have done it before we got in… Thankfully a passing guy was happy, not only to untie us, but to give us a shove off. We shared a smile, no need to say anything, embracing the moment, that first sail of the season.

It was training day, the day we go over all the safety proceedures, show the new volunteers how to rig the boats, hoist someone from a wheelchair into the low boat seats, etc. But now talks over, most volunteers heading home, we’d gone to wrap the sails and prepare the little boats to be towed back to their moorings. But the sun, the water, it beckonned to us… Now afloat, we catch a breeze, like the very breath of God. The sail fills, we skim accross the water, peace enveloping us, one with the wind, the lake, with the birds wheeling above the waters. How could we resist?

Words are more than we think!



There’s more to words than meets the eye. We all know the words we speak have an effect on others, they lift up or pull down, but there’s far more to it than that!

My interest began when my kids were young and, due to some squabbles, we had a “positive speech chart”. The idea was if you said something negative you could be awarded an x, but if something positive a heart. If your hearts outweighed the xs at the end of the week you got an icecream. We ate very healthy so ice cream was a rare treat, due mostly to this factor (he was crazy about icecream) my husband elected to add his name to the chart.

Dad was well known for his morning “grumps” but what none of us was expecting was the strange correlation between words and mood. The first morning, as usual, he grumped about the breakfast.

“X daddy” rang a chorus of young voices. Angrily he told them to be quiet. “X daddy!” rang the chorus again. He looked from them to me and from gritted teeth (thinking of that ice cream) he growled. “Nice dress you’ve got on.” “Heart daddy!” Looking around he siezed on the toast (the only thing he hadn’t complained about) “Toast’s good.” Heart daddy!”

The funny thing about it was, though his comments were totally insincere, pretty soon he was actually out of the grumps and from that time on breakfasts became a happy affair. I noted this down for further pondering. To make a long story short I discovered, saying something positive, even when you don’t feel it, can not only change your mood and perspective of events but the events themselves.

I came to see that all this tied in with my faith. Praise and positive speech were effective (indeed essential) in claiming answers to prayer, fending off sickness and afflictions, even claiming miracles. In a sense we can have what we say. Genesis confirms this. It says when God made the world He didn’t do a “hands-on” type creation, He spoke things into existance. Being made in His image He also gave us the power of speech. Our words have power through Him. We can also in a sense speak things into being.

This becomes even more important when looked at from the other perspective. I’ve always been concerned about the verse which states that if you fear a fear it comes upon you. Over my 60 odd years I’ve seen this happen again and again – the hypochondriac is seldom well, the one that fears cancer etc. etc. always seems to get it. The one expecting the worst gets the worsts while other more positive folks seem to live charmed lives, even if they do encounter something bad it does not defeat them.

As you can imagine, having taken note of this, I try never to grump and complain. It’s often mentioned that I tend to be a very happy, positive sort, but I can claim no credit for this. I, like my ice cream loving husband, prefer the reward system lol!