You’re a slave, do you want to be free?
The other day I read a message on a pen that businesses hand out to customers. The slogan read: ‘I’m free! Now there’s a thought.’ I thought, Jesus makes us free, now that’s...
Sporadically, like a bullet between the eyes, God can speak to us. Preconceptions of Scripture, periodically glanced over, remembered and assimilated into our subconscious can suddenly be ripped apart, refreshed, renewed and given life....
She asked me a question: should we throw out the Sabbath? Jesus doodled in the sand before a woman convicted of adultery. He enlightened them, when they asked Him whose money it was; to whom they...
I was getting anxious; it must have been the tenth time I had looked at my watch. The minutes ticked by. In my mind I was desperately trying to hold back time, but, the...
Usually in the morning I like to go for a cycle ride before the day gets going and I get stuck into writing. My day starts early, around 5am, especially in summer when it...
I am in Glasgow. It is dark. By lamplight, cold, damp stairs lead down into a dark indiscriminate jumble of cardboard, rags and boxes. It is raining. I glance, walk past, stop, then turn back....
This morning my daughter asked me the question: “What is heaven like, and what is hell like? Is heaven a fluffy place, and hell a nasty place?” I thought about this for a moment,...