It’s a matter of choice – faith through my eyes

Decisions, decisions, decisions. Everyday we make multiple decisions about any number of things; what to wear, what to eat, what email to action first. We make so many decisions without really thinking to hard about it, like whether or not you should have a coffee (obviously the answer is always yes) or whether or not we should go online and check Facebook. I lose count of the number of decisions I make on a day-to-day basis without really thinking about them. But what about the decisions that require more than a passing thought? The big life altering decisions, like whether … Continue reading It’s a matter of choice – faith through my eyes

Finding security in insecurity – Faith through my eyes.

I read a quote a little while ago that read, “You will be too much for some people. Those aren’t your people.” It was a quote that stuck with me so I took a screen shot of it and saved it to my phone so that I wouldn’t forget it. It’s a interesting quote and one that I have reflected on lately, especially the last couple of weeks as I have travelled around a lot and met a lot of new people. And can I say, the truth of that quote rally stood out to me as I tried to … Continue reading Finding security in insecurity – Faith through my eyes.

Faith as I see it.

Faith is a funny thing. For the most part, it is a belief in something that the human eye can’t see and the human hand can’t touch. When people talk about faith, for many the only way they can describe it is a feeling deep inside; a belief that runs deep into their soul. They can’t see it, but they can feel it. For many, it’s this feeling that causes many to lift up their eyes to God. For many others, it’s this so-called feeling that has them denying that God even exists because if they can’t see it or … Continue reading Faith as I see it.

River wild.

It’s 5:20 am on Saturday morning in Cambodia and I am wide awake. I have been awake since around 4am when some nice little ant-like critters decided to take up residence in my bed and just bite me over and over again, so I abandoned any ideas of more sleep and got up. After a nice cold shower (because apparently hot showers aren’t a thing in some parts of Cambodia) I now find myself sitting in my room with some time on my hands. So I have my worship music playing softly in the background while I gather my thoughts … Continue reading River wild.