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Where there is grace, there will be conflict. The believer is a soldier. There is no holiness without warfare. Saved souls will always be found to have fought a fight. - J.C Ryle. Fight the good fight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called when you made your good confession in the presence of many witnesses .1 tim 6:12 This week as we are reading Holiness by J.C Ryle in our book club, we are finding ourselves in a chapter called The Fight. And le

How a few short verses on who God is transformed my aching and heavy heart. The world can be pretty dark and bleak. Iran and what’s happening there. Children born alive and left to die from failed abortions here in Aus. And then I’ve been looking into the Epstein files and trying to wade through fact and fiction. It’s horribly evil. Truly. It’s Old Testament Israel sacrificing kids, evil. Stuff I would prefer is conspiracy theory and leave it there, but we can’t. In the mids

Ever notice in Psalm 23 it says: “Even though I walk through the darkest valley…” When I’m in darkness and fear surrounds me, I’m inclined to run, freeze, or hide - but walk ?No. Walking doesn't feel natural. I'd be running! But “walk” communicates something so important: steadfastness, strength, courage, and even peace. There is something we need to recognise here, a mark of a believer is one who walks , not runs, in hardship. They don’t run away. They don’t stop and despair

I'm working on a project for Christmas. A little advent daily devotional that will be out in December. As I prepare for it I have been reading some incredible church fathers (& mothers) teachings. This one stopped me in my tracks. I re-read it a few times. Tears filling my eyes and a broken heart as I read the graphic way in which Spurgeon preached calvary. This is what we need to be reminded of. The brutality of the cross and the ultimate sacrifice that was made for us all.

Billy Goats Weed & The Battle for the Soul As the sun dipped low over Scotts Head, I was captivated by the beauty before me, fields set against the ocean, covered in lilac flowers. The wind pulled them in all directions. “Isn’t it just beautiful?” I exclaimed. Shortly after, I was corrected.“The purple flowers? They’re a horrible weed, really hard to get rid of.” Surely this can’t be true, I thought, as I quickly googled it. But my FIL was right, it was the dreaded Billy Goat

It was a Thursday afternoon, 3:30pm. We’d just arrived home after picking up my four-year-old son from preschool. He had a bag full of...

This month we started reading the Bible chronologically. This means I'm in Genesis (after a pit stop in Job) and I have been reading the...

In an age of online sermons, reels, and rapid-fire opinions, the word heresy is thrown around far too easily. But not every theological disagreement is heresy—and not every hill is worth dying on.