It’s amazing to begin to conceive the complete reach of God’s favour in the transaction based world in which we live. So following last Sunday’s service at GRACEHOUSE FAMILY CHURCH, I had the honour of breaking bread with a dear friend and her mother and revelled in the splendid counsel of a mother’s experience. She carefully indulged us and endorsed the Pastor’s message on the dependable, assured and emphatic extent of God’s divine favour. The message of Favour, much like that of Grace, is a perennial struggle I’ve had as I’ve contemplated......
The word Father has always signified security, comfort and trust for me, even more so than Mother – but I’m a daddy’s girl or at least that’s what I’ve been called over the years. It is a label I wear proudly and wish that more of us could know the blessing of an amazing father. While the word Father may be definitive and precise, I am still struck by the myriad of emotions that that one word can elicit depending on who it’s spoken to. How can it be that the word......