#fridayfootprints – Friday 22nd October 2021

To see perfect symmetry is to see the work of God’s hand!

To be exposed to any form of life, is to be exposed to what God is capable of. Yet to see life in its human form is to be confronted with the reality of what transpires when the absence of God from humanity casts the darkest of shadows on His miracle of creation.

It is in these moments that an escape into the realm of nature that surrounds us, provides a smidgen of hope. And every now and then, it is in this ‘hope’ that we come face to face with the power of the Trinity.

The iris, so named for its depiction of the rainbow colours, depicts the same colours promised in a covenant with Noah. As such, the garden is our ark of refuge from humanity in its ugliest forms. It is our soul’s lifeline to a covenant where we find His peace. It is our prayer and meditation cathedral. It is the angel choir and our communion of Your whispers.

Lord, we praise You for the blessing bestowed on our lives through the beauty You have placed in our midst for our enrichment and comfort and for all those souls that share it with us. Amen

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 15th October 2021

One drop of guilty perspiration on an Apostle’s upper lip .

One drop of blood on a dusty courtyard floor where Jesus was beaten.

One drop of sweat as He carried His cross up the Via Dolorosa.

One tear drop as a mother watched her son hanging on a cross.

One drop of anguish at an empty tomb.

One drop of Grace dripped from His crown of thorns

One tear drop of joy at the sound of His resurrected voice.

One drop from the waters of my baptism anointed on my forehead.

One drop ….. One Prayer.

Lord, I am filled with drops of human frailty. I pray for the strength to confront them face to face so that I may replace the void with drops of Your Spirit. Let each drop that drips become the flood waters of my salvation. May my purpose in humanity become the conduit of your whispers, painted in your wilderness through the droplets squeezed out onto the canvass of my redemption.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 8th October 2021

There is something about the early morning light!

Its softness.

The stroke of each caress wherever it touches, lends a special ambiance to the day ahead.

The first glimpse of light is a spiritual awakening for creation and all who are there to witness its miracle working powers.

Like a cathedral’s stained-glass windows, light in a garden lends a unique mysticism to worship, praise and prayer that reaches deep into the core of our being. We are connected to God through the power of His Spirit that shines a spotlight on our soul.

A beam of the softest glow is the umbilical cord between us. A lifeline through which His whispers may reach into my wilderness and wash away the darkness of the night.

As His light shines – I pray that I may reflect it onto others, until it is sprinkled like gold dust on the world bringing His peace to all mankind.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 1st October 2021

Silence is the loudest word written on the pages of my soul! And as each page is turned so a different nuance of silence is revealed.

Silencing my mind from the cluttered thoughts that distract me from my purpose.

Silencing my emotions where love and hate jostle for pole position.

Silencing the outside world that threatens to invade my being as a pandemic of humanity.

Silencing the egos of my fears and dreams as they wage their own battle for control of my inner universe.

Silence is only achieved when I hear Him as His perfect silence opens the gates to His whispers that become the brush strokes of His Word in my wilderness as they paint a picture of light that dispels all shadows real or imagined.

The power of silence is the miracle of being opened to the presence of His Spirit in the sweep of His brush strokes on our daily canvas. Paint me, Lord – in my silence!

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 24th September 2021

There are times when we are alone with ourselves, and then, times when we are alone with God.

The difference?

A sense that we are not alone! The feeling that makes the hairs on our body stand to ‘attention’.

The aura that something exists in and around us, is the breath of His Spirit that permeates the air that we breathe. The closer we get to stillness within ourselves, the more we become aware of the Spirit that surrounds us and dwells in us.

And the more we become embodied in the Spirit, the more we are never alone!

As we experience God on every plane and facet of His existence, so to, we really begin to appreciate, prayer, meditation, praise and worship. As we find succour in His whispers, the hairs of our soul drink in the Spiritual sustenance that we need for our journey through the wilderness.

Be Still! Feel His body, know His presence.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 17th September 2021

Do we greet the day with the same joy that the flowers, birds and other inhabitants manage to do day in and day out, season to season? What is it that God’s creatures find to fill their lives with such gay abandon?

The sound of birds that fills the air from dawn to dusk, and sometimes beyond. The nightly chorus of the frogs and crickets, serenaded by nightjars and owls and unheard bats. The shades of green mixed with a rainbow symphony of colour all combine to bring glory to God in a way that makes humankind’s worship seem somewhat inadequate.

Feeling the joy that absolute love brings means seeing life as God’s creatures do. Whether there is enough seed, nectar, rain, mulch and other elements to feed on or not, doesn’t give cause to experience joy differently. Joy is Joy, anytime of the day.

Celebrating God is being filled with joy – filled by His Spirit – all the time – overflowing and swaying in the breeze, it’s an; “Ooooh, and Aaaah and Wow feeling!

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 10th September 2021

The first rose of spring brings with it a reminder of its purpose in the garden.

Created to be strikingly beautiful, wonderfully scented, responsive to pruning and care, the rose becomes the epitome of what blossoms are meant to be, and they should be classified as covid-19 essential workers. There to bring joy and peace and love to all who experience them.

Oh, that we could emulate them!

That we respond to the pruning and care God leads us through and we reward Him with an inner beauty and an air-filled aroma fit to soften the hardest heart and lighten the heaviest of burdens.

Coupled to the sounds of nature and the array of colours that make up the background, creation is an ‘Eden’ available to every soul. It is available on request from the moment we open ourselves to His presence with the sole purpose, that through our actions and words we become an echo of the fragrance of His whispers in the wilderness as we live an es’scent’ ial life in His name.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 3rd September 2021

Spring has sprung From Winter’s Womb

The fingers stretch to break free from bowels of winter’s womb to catch their first glimpse of spring’s warm glow.

Born pure, they slowly gain a blush of colour, until they burst into their full spring crescendo with their gorgeous splendour on show.

Such are the whispers in the wilderness that, through the seasons of our faith, we gradually take on the hue of His crucifixion and bear the tint of His suffering as part of our display to the world. Not with sad reflection, but as a joyous bouquet of colour as we open ourselves to the world and celebrate a new life in Him.

Come! Rise up through the imprisoning sheath, so that we can blossom in Glory to His name.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 27th August 2021

Heaven’s scent: Heaven sent

Breath in:

Slowly!

Imbibe on the aromas of Heaven walking amongst the scents of the first spring flowers.

Each breath is an inhaling of notes and syllables, that joined, become words. And the words strung together, become phrases and these are His whispers in my wilderness and the fuel of lyrics sung by angel choirs.

Each exhale, from prayer to praise returns the scent to heaven, sent as an answer to His call and in recognition of the relationship we cultivate in the gardens of His creation.

The Holy Spirit thankfully lingers in the air long after the scents have dispersed in the breeze. The Spirit gives substance to the whispers as much as He adds meaning to the prayers and praise we offer up.

Heaven’s scents are His ‘ventilator’ in a world filled with pandemic. These mists of fragrances are the oxygen He sends that keeps us alive and grounded in our faith.

Inhale Him into every room of your soul,

And live!

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 20th August 2021

See their feet as they glide and twirl, with wings wide-spread they float and whirl.

Such are the visions spread before us as we journey through the wilderness of His creation.

Listen closely and hear nature’s orchestra take to their spiritual musical score: Birdsong, breeze and butterfly wings combine with the faintest of beats emanating from the feet-tapping millipedes and rustling leaves.

In each note is a whisper, His call from the wilderness!

As the Deities dance, so His sounds come to life and creep into the very fabric of our soul, imprinting in us a picture of heaven. And then, with Spirit filled feet we step forth to join in a dance which brings healing to a soul through His presence in the gardens of His Kingdom.

A Dance with Deity expresses the miracle working power of a relationship with the Trinity as we float between wings of prayer, praise and worship, lovingly cherished and made whole again.

Dance with Him, He dances for you!

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 13th August 2021

Winter’s tears mourn the dying days as its season draws to a close just as spring-sprung diamonds line the edges of a rejuvenated faith in a creation that promises a baptism in His name.

Such are the whispers that glisten in His light.

Droplets that moisten the machinery of our belief and serve to lubricate the workings of our relationship with God, sawn by the fine-toothed edge that cuts to the core of who we are.

As we allow our spiritual self to journey amongst the whispers in God’s Garden so we brush against the life giving dew and we are washed clean of the dust and grime that weigh us down and so sanitized, we renew our commitment and focus to producing quality blooms fit to grace the vases in heaven.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 6th August 2021

What is life when the living is done?

Oh, to dine with the Risen Son

What are words when the cries scream out?

Soul-sounds of a silenced shout

What is worship, prayer or praise?

When upon this rock my song I raise.

In the gardens of creation, the song whisperers flourish, dressed in their finest clothes. They are the lyrical notes that rise and float as the breath of God. They settle like butterfly wings on the surface of humanity and there on their earthly platform they speak Spirit to spirit. From His spirit to mine!

Upon this rock are the sounds that speak to the emotional core of what has been buried in us since the beginning of creation. Lyrics written in heaven and carefully encased in us until the very moment we are ready to glorify Him – They burst forth in heavenly hue as part of who we are supposed to be and release us from ourselves so that we can be with Him.

From this water smoothed stage of our baptism, we are placed in full view, dressed in our finest livery as we sing our flower song to His Glory.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 30th July 2021

The beauty beyond never ceases to reveal the absolute purity that exists in the creative miracle that God has blessed upon the earth.

To seek further than our own thoughts, to journey further than our own desires, to believe in more than our own egos can only be accomplished when at last we come to the realisation of the magnitude of the blessing that has been bestowed on humanity to be able to live in the presence of God.

When we come to recognise the intricate beauty of nature, then the complexities of mankind pale into insignificance. Yet we have been chosen to share this with Him!

What is this wilderness without His whispers? Each colour, hue and texture have their own words. They are spoken in a language and tone that reaches into the deepest part of the human psyche and we are blessed by His Glory as it spreads outwards and upwards overwhelming all that we are and all that we could ever hope to be.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 23rd July 2021

My wilderness is a journey following the sounds of His whispers. It is a journey of discovery. A path that moves from darkness through to the lighter shades of white in faith that one day I will be blessed enough to reach the ‘light behind the white’.

By no means is this a linear path, but as with all wilderness’ it involves many detours, and pitstops along the way. Yet, the destination is always the same, even when the focus may become rather blurred.

Any wilderness is about discovery and a chance to immerse ourselves in creation. It is more about savouring each morsel. Touching, tasting and experiencing His miraculous presence in the smorgasbord He lays out before us.

Any wilderness is a map though the arteries of our soul. It is about feeling the rhythmic pulse of His Grace and Redemption in every pump of our whisper enhanced lives.

50 shades of white is the gift of a journey to experience God in humanly manageable bites until His full Glory dawns upon us as His Gift of the Holy Spirit gives us our first taste of heaven.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 16th July 2021

As the last vestiges of our winter cling to the shadows of the sun, there are signs that the garden is slowly awakening to a new season.

The choir sings. Bells – ‘ting-a-ling, and the Sunbirds share a mic!

And so, a Creation Concert starts rehearsals for what promises to be a ‘sold out’ spring show. The items on the programme, like life itself, build slowly until they reach the final climax.

No doubt there will be drama with spectacular floral costumes boasting all the colours that burst from the dye vats stirred by angels. There will be comic relief from the dry witted mammals with their stage fright eyes as they jostle for the limelight. The multitude of flying insects provide the mystical atmosphere as they dance in and out of the sunlight rays and a rainbow of birds make up a chorus line of sounds fit to grace the highest stage in heaven.

To pause; then stroll through this rehearsal is allowing the Conductors hand to wave away the burdens we carry. His baton orders the notes of His whispers until the symphony of the wilderness is perfected n time for the opening night. Rise in ovation to His Glory and Grace. Rise and let the Holy Spirit add you to the cast!

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 9th July 2021

The glowing embers of our humanity are deeply embedded in the belief system that we carry with us on our journey through our wilderness.

For some, this belief system consists of a recipe made up of ingredients drawn from how we interact with the world we see around us and the world that we feel in our imaginative core.

The closer we come to experiencing creation the more these embers get fanned into glowing coals until they are hot enough to burst into flame with the slightest whisper.

His whisper!

When we can open our eyes and hearts to more than just our own existence and start to explore a journey of the soul down the river of our baptism then the fire of the Holy Spirit that has lain dormant is coaxed into an eternal wildfire of whispers in His wilderness.

It is then that we fulfil our calling to fan the embers of faith in the wilderness’  that we discover around us and the souls that inhabit them.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 2nd July 2021

Footprints are the marks we leave behind us as we journey through creation.

Trackers will tell from the evidence imprinted on the ground, much of what the maker of the tracks was doing. The sign reveals; speed, weight, direction, time, (sometimes) gender, and often state of mind.

Every move we make, every action, reflects our intent. Our footsteps are a chance to become an echo for His whispers for those that follow the marks we leave in our wake.

My soul, through my sole, leaves hints and examples of my purpose, driven by the indwelling of the Spirit which guides my every move. Each step carries the same importance as I try to follow His whispers in the wilderness.

My thought-prints lie like confetti pressed into the bridal path of my journey with Christ and the sole of my soul travels with Him.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 25th June 2021

Our ‘seeing’ eyes are not our glasses, but rather a lens which we focus past our heart into the deepest part of our soul.

It is here that we determine how we see the world and how we see God. How we look at the world can often decide as to how the world sees us. Seeing the world though a rose-tinted lens requires that we decide which stage of the rose’s blossom we focus on. We can see the colour and light, or we can see the dried and shrivelled petals waiting for the slightest breeze to sever them from the plant.

If I see a negative and dead flower, do I not condemn the world around me and my faith to being the same?

Seeing a rose in full bloom reflects the vision of His whispers in the wilderness for a world that needs to be dug and weeded, pruned, cared for, and then harvested for His Glory!

We will always see the specks of dust, rather leave them for the plants to use as part of their growing medium than let them blur the vision of what His creation was meant to be.

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#ffridayfootprints – Friday 18th June 2021

Folklore has it that feathers are the footprints of angels!

Finding feathers is finding evidence of the Risen Lord. Blessed by the waters of our baptism are the droplets that lie basking in the reflection of His light that shines out into the world.

The light behind the white dispels the shadows in my world.

That there are angels standing guard around His created garden that I find myself in, is a comforting feeling. Heaven’s soldiers provide a line of defence in a constant battle against sin, yet at the same are an acknowledgement of His saving Grace.

 Folklore or not, I dwell in a place blessed by His presence as creation embraces me. That there are angels in my every waking and sleeping moments is borne out by the whispers that float on the wing beats that echo through the labyrinth of my soul.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 11th June 2021

Dancing for the dawning Son,

Dancing when the praying’s done.

Filled with light, are lightened hearts,

A garden dances as the moon departs.

They worship now, their praising sings,

Fleet foot flowers with wings and things.

Such joy in a garden is found in the simplest of His creative forms. The pleasure we derive from hours spent in His abundant beauty that surrounds us, is a gentle reminder of His continued guidance in our lives as He has guided creation from the beginning of time.

How great is the miracle that He loves us enough to share it in every waking moment that we exist?

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 4th June 2021

Passion, imbued from the fires of creation are at the core of the soul of mankind.

The same passion present at the beginning of time, lies dormant, waiting to explode through the pollen of our baptism to fertilize the seeds of our commission on earth.

Passion, that we see daily in His magnificent creation that surrounds us, explodes with the breath of His Spirit into a furnace of Faith as we go forth into the world.

If we are to live for one thing, let it be passion. If we are to die for one thing let it be so that can imbibe at His table. Let us be seen to be drunk with His spirit. That our only care is that we live for Him and He in us.

Let the air from His whisper be the wind that stokes the fire of passion, born to be in His service.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 28th May 2021

Intimate sounds of talking flowers. Side by side they talk for hours.

Time spent immersed in God’s creation paints a picture of nature in all its abundant glory. A picture that can be as simple as two flowers in a pot or as magnificent as the natural vistas that call as to explore beyond visible horizons.

Of all the whispers in all the wildest places; that God whispers at all, is a miracle of Grace!

That He still speaks to us, speaks volumes of His sacrifice.

If we could but hear the conversations of the flower faces, discern the words of the Robin’s melody, we could write their lyrics. So to, for the cricket’s chirp, the frog’s croak and the leave’s rustle. We would hear voices of continuous praise for their creator and fill pages of song sheets with their words.

If only we could be more like them. Just talking faces in a pot, praising God for being able to blossom! Thanking Him for being the Gardener that cares for us so diligently and faithfully.

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#fridayfootptints – Friday 21st May 2021

Anoint me: Baptised; outside and in becomes a reality when we realise that the wilderness we live in can be a paradise when we allow His creative miracle to work within the body that we have emptied in preparation for Him. We empty this space for the Spirit to come and fill.

Suddenly the whispers we hear become a booming crack as His word breaks the sound barrier. It overwhelms every fibre of our being at the speed of light on its way to the very core of our existence on the breath of His wind.

Such is the miracle birth of the Holy Spirit within us. A Spirit that seeks to guide us out into the world to Glorify His Triunal name with the fire and passion that was part of our anointment.

May your spark be ignited whilst the droplets still glisten from your baptism.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 14th May 2021

That there is a promise of a companion, a comforter throughout our journey here on earth and beyond ‘to the very end of age’ is sometimes beyond the boundaries of our wisdom.

That there is a promise for our wilderness journey to be accompanied by more than just a whisper, but a physical presence that will hold our soul in the palm of His hand and guide us where we need to go, stretches our understanding of salvation and grace to the limits.

And so, the wait for the counsellor to equip us for the journey begins.

We gather in prayer and thanksgiving. We praise the Lord that we started our journey with Him and as we abide in Him, we surrender so that He may abide in us.

Come Holy Spirit Come!

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 7th May 2021

Seeking the core of a relationship with God is made possible travelling through the labyrinth of pathways guided by the Holy Spirit.

He is our guide through the tendrils that make up the universe of our soul ‘till we find the source of the whispers in our wilderness. He introduces us to the time warp in the space that our innermost being is not “I” but God.

Yet, it is the “I” that waits patiently for Him to appear. I seek solace in His word. I find comfort in meditation and in the stillness that the night brings, an escape from the ceaseless noise of being.

Through the Holy Spirit, His core will be revealed, and I will be able to walk with Him in eternal wonder at miracle of His Grace. In His Peace, time and space will cease to exist.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 30th April 2021

The tiny embers are barely visible. Tendrils of smoke give evidence of a fire in disguise.

A fire that will spring to life with just one breath. One wind that blows out of the wilderness.

If there was no faint burning coal, no barely visible trail of its existence then the wind, the breath, the one single exhale would not have happened.

We are all in possession of an ember. For all, the faint vapour trail that surrounds us is enough to know that His breath can coax that glowing ember into a fire that will rage with a passion for Him.

Smoke on the water, is not a fire in the skies after the Deep Purple song. The smoke is on the waters of our baptism, it is a fire in disguise, waiting for the Holy Spirit to fan it into the most glorious, warming acknowledgement of un-ending Grace which He bestows on mankind should we ask for it.

We wait in the wilderness not for a whisper, but for a howling wind to fan the tongues of flame.

Then with a fire in our hearts we will tell His whispers to the world.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 23rd April 2021

The waters of our baptism are the reflection of path of the Holy Spirit in our lives. Footprintss of His purity that pace across the serene silence of His whispers.

It is the opening of our minds that leads us to understand the purpose of His words gleaned from the pages of our wilderness.

Through the peace and calmness, we submit ourselves to the path He has prepared us for. It is through His wisdom that we learn in the face of all adversity. Be still my soul that I may seek His footsteps on the still waters, and that His presence will be with me in all that lies ahead.

I would be shrouded in His peace that I may be close to Him and He to me, guided in perpetual communion with Him.

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#fridayfootprints = Friday 16th April 2021

Out the darkness comes a silent breath that whispers over the surface of my existence. A wind that is gentle enough to float dandelion seeds to the softest of landings. A breath powerful enough to break the bondages of the burdens we carry.

A wind, when breathed, that changed the course of history is the same wind that fans the flames of Christian growth in the Spirit.

It all started with one breath.

One whisper on His triumphant return from the wilderness.

One breath, one wind, one Spirit that was to make the journey worth living for. And dying for! One breath that blows the ‘self’ out of our daily lives.

He lived to breath on us a whisper in our wilderness! Feel His breath and feel your hairs rise to meet it.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 9th April 2021

Washed clean! The degree as to just how clean, is only fully understood over the days following the resurrection.

The blood shed on the dust of the prison courtyard, on the Via Dolorosa and that dripped onto a patch of earth below the cross on Golgotha, is a brutal graphic reminder of what took place.

Yet, it was what followed that showed us how necessary it was.

Whilst we should react in shame to such a necessity, we are instead blessed by the cleansing action of His empty grave and His continued presence amongst us.

Whilst the angry cries of the men, women and soldiers gathered for His trial and crucifixion should have drowned out everything, it was His whispers through an empty grave that washed over me and His Grace that continues to whisper on every Emmaus road I travel so that I may return from each journey and say, “He Lives”!

“I have seen my Lord and He lives; I know my Lord and I am cleansed.”

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 2nd April 2021

On this day in our Christian calendar, one sacrifice requires another – the death to self.  The most difficult sacrifice that I (we) face daily.

What more can we say as we listen to His whispers in the wilderness that sound out as a cry to our father in Heaven?

“Into your hands I commit my Spirit ..”  – my life, my work, my passion, my all.

Be with me Lord in the days of my lifetime ahead because this is the hardest thing to do!

Into your hands, where I can feel you as I am cherished in the palms of creation. Into your hands where I can feel your Peace engulf me. Into your hands I place my complete trust that our relationship is bound in an everlasting union, on earth as it will be in heaven.

Lord. let your whispers pierce me that I may walk with your guiding hand on a journey through eternity.

Into your hands!

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 26th March 2021

Like dancers they float on the stage of my faith.

A portal to paradise, His Spirit, His Grace.

The orchestra sounds out a wilderness hymn,

the Pas de Deux floats, first me then Him.

He grasps, I twirl,

the conductor’s baton,

an arm’s length swirl.

In the dying days of Lent we draw closer to our ‘Portal to Paradise’ through His whispers in the wilderness. A dance with the Trinity to take us into an everlasting dance with Him.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 19th March 2021

 The late summer rains lie heavily on the plants in my wilderness and the waters of my baptism are a weight that bends my Lenten soul!

As light as the ‘ashes’ are, I feel the extra burden that my baptism brings to my times of reflection as I listen for his whispers.

Whilst the rain is desperately needed, as is the baptism; both bring their share of responsibility that leave me pleading for the Son to shine again.

Yet, this is the Lenten course we follow. Our service is to Him and is His alone. So, as I bend, I pray on ‘bended’ knee for my ashes to be mixed with the droplets for together they form a medium for new growth, new plants, and new flowers to bloom in His creation.

That is His whisper in the wilderness!

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 12th March 2021

To hold the beauty of nature in your hand is to feel creation connecting with your soul.

We cannot but marvel at nature’s glory without crediting God for the world He created for us to live in. To let nature speak to us through sight, sound and touch is to allow God into the innermost part of our being.

It is then that the Holy Spirit starts His dance upon the synapses of our existence until every cell is focused on the Glory of God.

Could we, would we …. want it any other way?

Dance Your dance, that I may dance with the Lord to the music of nature’s bounty, that I may sing His praises to the beat of a butterfly’s wings, that I may go on bended knee and worship Him, Creator of all things!

Whisperer in my wilderness, your embrace holds me in the palm of Your hand.

Hallelujah!

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 5th March 2021

Filaments that stand tall as their last remaining embers lie in the path of the Spirit’s wind. They wait for His breath to be funnelled towards them that they may glow anew and burst into flame.

With anxious patience they await His whispers that will bring newfound seeds to be strewn by the Gardener’s hand.

One glance at the miracles of His creation in nature leave us awestruck by what He is capable of.

Come Holy Spirit, come, Blow Holy Wind, blow!

Let me be renewed in the wilderness of your whispers.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 26th February 2021

A walk in any garden brings us closer to Him.

Is there a colour or shape, hue or form that does not show us in intimate detail, the miracle of creation that surrounds us?

That His Hand, His Will and His Grace are there for us to see, is surely the root of our Faith.

Through this, in its simplest form we are drawn deeper and deeper until we experience His Peace. A Peace which surpasses all understanding is the peace that He gives to us.

Delve deep into the core of His creation and be overwhelmed by His Peace!

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 19th February 2021

When we raise our arms in worship, we open the portal to our innermost being for the Holy Spirit to enter – the cathedral of our soul.

And when He enters, we feel His warming glow refresh our Faith. Such is the power of His presence deep within us.

Without our arms raised upward our core remains closed to His whispers and our wilderness becomes a dry and desolate place un-pollinated by His Word.

Raise up and rise. Praise and worship are food for the soul and are best achieved with head and heart and arms pointing to Him.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 12th February 2021

The sunbirds of our garden know their “sweet stuff” and they have a good idea as to who supplies it.

Do we know what our “sweet stuff” is?

Sometimes when something is taken away, we get to discover what we really miss.

The church has been like that. Take away the church and suddenly people were lost. Not because they could not get the sermon, or sing or pray, but simply because they could not get fellowship. The missing element was the close contact with like-minded Christians coming together in fellowship with God.

This was our wilderness: our temptation so to speak. Our challenge or rather the challenge laid out before us. How do we get His whispers heard?

Our sweet stuff is in His whispers, but more that this, it was in whispers intimately shared in fellowship with souls of similar spiritual need.

The challenge facing all of us is to share His wealth of whispers with those we meet in the wilderness that we find ourselves in, to the best of our ability in the midst of the protocols of Covid-19.

Where two or three are gathered in His name is the sweet stuff – savour its nourishing force.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 5th February 2021

Creation has a way of showing us just how simple life can be when we take the time to enjoy the bursts of life that explode around us.

Like a New Year’s fireworks display we gaze in awe and wonder at the magnificence around us. And indeed the ‘Fireball’ welcomes in another year. A year where we can listen to His whispers in the wilderness and draw comfort from the bounty of His endless Grace.

A year that without even noticing; one month has already passed.

And it is then that we see the need to be drawn to a simpler relationship with Him.

Just as the Fireball Lily explodes into our world, so does the Holy Spirit long to explode into our lives with such force that we are lit up like a Catherine wheel sending our sparks into the world.

Imagine if we saw people bursting with the same passion as the flowers onto the landscape of humanity?

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 29th January 2021

Never was the cup so sweet!

Communion with Christ in nature. A celebration of a sacred relationship between sinner and Saviour. A celebration of His love for us.

In nature, the whispers of the wilderness are visible to reinforce this bond. The sights and sounds of His symphony are played out daily if we only take the time to notice it.

Whilst the Covid-19 pandemic has robbed us of so much – it has given us much more in return.

It has given us time to reflect on the world around us. A world of our own making. It has given us time to see, hear and feel that we need to take stock of where we stand in our relationship with Him and our relationship with the people around us. It has taken us on a sightseeing tour of what the world really looks like. It has shown us that we need to take “self” out of the equation.

If we do, it is then that we finally come to see that His cup really is that sweet. And once we realise that we find ourselves sharing His delights with fellow congregants amongst His whispers in the wilderness. His church is in us and we are in His church!

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 22nd January 2021

If we sometimes find ourselves on the coldest waters of our baptism, we need to reach into the core of our being.

It is there, deep down, that the Holy Spirit ensures a warm glow rises to meet us.

A warmth that will sustain us in our times of need. A self-perpetuating heat that has no limits to its life sustaining existence.

In a world under enormous pressure, we need this glow to manifest itself in our lives so that we can spread the warmth to those around us.

Let the flame of the Holy Spirit burst forth to be the whisper in the wilderness to all in need.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 15th January 2021

Search for the white that shows off the colours in your life.

If we did not have the white, we would not know the extent of the darkness that surrounds us. Without the light, there would not be shadows and highlights and low lights. Life would just be boringly dark and dreary.

Thanks to His light we can see the world for what it is. We can appreciate the colourful personalities that we come across and allow them to complete the colour palette of our worldly existence.

In the darkness, His whispers cannot not find us.

The wilderness is all but dark. It is filled with every colour and hue of His creation and this is where His whispers come into their own. Accented by the light and the colour on His canvas of our lives.

Find His white no matter how small it may appear, then seek out the light behind the white – even on the darkest of days – He will overcome!

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 8th January 2021

Finding ‘Peace’ in 2021!

The Peace which surpasses all understanding is a peace that stretches into eternity – if you find it!

An eternal and all-encompassing peace. A peace which breaks free from the restrictions of Covid lockdowns. A peace that is content to social distance and wear a mask. A peace that will let God be God without trying to dictate to Him. A peace that is beyond the realms of our understanding

A peace that is not consumed by power but rather imbued with miracles.

The miracle working power of a Living Christ.

Finding your peace for 2021 is a process of first finding ourselves. If we have a clear conception of who and what we are, then we know what we are giving up to God. Finding the peace is easy after that. We do not need to understand God, rather we need to understand what we are giving up to God. Not that finding the Trinity is easy. It was never meant to be. Finding Him is the process of giving up our egos and self-interests, once we know what they are. After that, the ‘Peace’ will find you!

May 2021 not only bring you peace, rather may it lead you to show the road to peace to others – they may need it more than you do!

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 1st January 2021

Who is it that whispers so quietly in the wilderness of my soul? Who is it that sends His roots into the core of my being?

Be still my soul, that I may listen closer still to what the whisperer says!

May 2021 be the year where you can still your soul until only His whispers filter through to your wilderness of His creation.

Listen to His whispers:

In the beat of a butterfly’s wings.

In the hum of the wind through a thistle’s seeds.

In the footsteps of the millipede as it walks across the moss.

Still my soul to hear these whispers.

2021 is a year to be so still that we hear every word of His and His vision for us! Whispers that are the silent, suffering cry of the wooden remains of Christ’s cross. Whispers of a “voice that cries in the wilderness,” through the masked plea of a people in need of fellowship. People who need to be bound in the ‘fellowship of a whisper’ – His whisper. So that we may grow roots together in the soil of His Word!

In the year ahead may His cross be at the core of your being as it is in His creation. May His Peace be with you through all the days that lie ahead. May His love permeate your life and may His Grace be enough for all that you seek.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 25th December 2020

Wrapped in swaddling clothes!

Swaddling clothes were there to create the right environment to transition from womb to world. Safe, secure, snug, calm, cherished, and at peace with our surroundings.

2020 was all but this!

In our individual ways we search for our own swaddling clothes. The church, which in so many ways, has provided this security blanket, was put out of our reach and we were exposed to a harsh, cruel world. Driven by greed, power, prejudice and entitlement, without the church and the comfort of its fellowship, there was no escape from it.

All humanity’s societal ills seemed amplified.

Most of us, as adults, needed ‘swaddling clothes’. Something! Anything that would bring us to a place as safe and as secure as the womb of our birth.

Even in the womb – we can hear His whispers. They penetrate through all the layers. We just need to listen. And then like the comforting sounds of a mother’s heartbeat and the rush and pulse of fluids being pumped through her body – so will His whispers in this wilderness give us peace if we seek out the womb of His creation.

May you find your swaddling clothes on this day of celebration of His birth into our world. Wrap yourselves anew in the swaddling clothes of the Trinity in Praise and Prayer. Become the infant He expects us to be in our Faith and savour the droplets of your baptism into His Kingdom.

Blessings on this special Christmas Day to all who have connected with #fridayfootprints over the past year. May you continue to find comfort and inspiration in the coming year “when the wilderness whispers”.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 18th December 2020

As we count off the final days of Advent, it has been a long nine months. For me it has been nine months of various stages of ‘lockdown’ and all the uncertainty that this has generated.

It has been almost nine months to find out that the new normal is not that different to the old normal, in that without an unwavering belief in all that the Trinity represents we will drown in the negativity that threatens to overwhelm us. And the new normal is much like the old normal in that I must rely on my personal relationship with God to get me through the day.

Above all, the new normal is the same as the old normal when I can spend time in His garden, admire His handiwork and learn from all the lessons He lays before me as I garden with Him. It is here that I can listen to His whispers in the wilderness. It is here that I can feel my chest swell with Praise and Prayer in concert with the birds and the frogs and the crickets. And it is here that I am humbled before the softest of touches as the breeze of His breath caresses my cheeks in the cathedral of His creation.

The final week of Advent is a time to complete the last preparations for a new birth in what He has promised to each of us. I count the days, then the hours and lastly the minutes in anticipation of a rebirth with Him and an entrance into a new cycle of our relationship.

Let your excitement build, savour it. Be blessed by the Holt Spirit as He waits patiently by your side!

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 11th December 2020

Advent – A season that promises so much. A pregnant promise!

The promise is seen today as it was then; surrounded by darkness yet lit from a source of unfathomable power and even so there are creatures waiting to suck the life blood from God’s creation.

As we look around us in nature and at the world at large, the searched for promise lies hidden in the wombs of our wilderness. It takes a whisper from above to reveal His hidden Glories all around us and a reminder that time cannot be hurried. All will be revealed in due course.

Our focus needs to be on Him and His promise. The call to wait the full term is whispered from on high and we would do well to heed His call.

Patience dear souls, the birth pains are coming, and then:- And then we should be prepared to exalt Him! Oh, how our arms ache to be raised in worship.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 4th December 2020

Feel the eyes boring a hole between your shoulder blades! Ever felt it before?

Have you had the feeling where, not only the hairs on the back of your neck stand to attention, but also the hairs on your arms and that pin prick of pain in the centre of your spine that you just can’t explain.

Sometimes the feeling is a figment of our imagination, and then there are the times when the feeling is real and the intruder is an innocent garden visitor waiting for you to vacate his favourite feeding spot.

Yet, how many times that we attribute these feelings to the mind playing tricks on us, is it really the Trinity watching over us more intensely than normal. Times when our thoughts dwell on the “what if’s” and “if when’s”. In other words, times when our mind seeks deeper meaning than it can find in our daily thoughts. Times when we our mind is distracted from our heart! A time when we seek more from our surroundings and situations than is immediately apparent and when we need ‘Divine Attention’ even though we do not actively seek it out.

It is then that we get the chance to feel His eyes, stronger than His whisper, and He sees us in the nakedness of our desperation. And when we turn to see who is watching us, we should surely recognise Him from the stillness that engulfs us and our soul swells in praise to meet His Triunal presence – pregnant with the Holy Spirit.

May you feel His eyes when you are distracted from Him in the week ahead. Feel Him as He seeks you out. Then embrace Him, and whisper back in acknowledgment of His visit. May His Grace be with you.

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 27th November 2020

It has been a long, long year!

So many people have and are struggling to cope with ‘lockdowns’, lay-offs, hardships in many shapes and forms and the impact of various levels of fellowship starvation!

So yes, the blues have taken hold of the general human psyche.

We see the blue without noticing the scattered specks of white. We focus on the blue and not on the white. We focus on ourselves and not on the Trinity. It is the Trinity in its triunal form that gives us the specks of white to concentrate on.

Perhaps this has been the message all along. Spend more time with Me! Study Me. Listen to Me. Praise Me. Worship Me. Let Me inside you.

Just one speck of white. One snowflake on a sea of blue, one floret of His creation and the world will start to feel like a better place. Once we find that fellowship with Him, the white will grow until its whisper surges through our being until there is no space left for the blue in our wilderness.

As we prepare to enter Advent, so we are presented with His symphony, of colour, sounds, shapes and textures as the fulfilment of creation. We prepare for His promise of a Light to the world, a light so white that the tiniest speck is enough to dispel any darkness within us.

Find the white and let its light brighten your darkest days in the week ahead.  A light to still each soul and bring peace!

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 20th November 2020

(part two)

Following on from last week’s ‘Aloe, it’s me’, just had to be ‘Aloe from the other side.’

Focused, zoom(ed) in, like so many have been doing for the bulk of 2020,  Surely, we should come to realise that the Trinity is entirely focused on each of us, individually!

Is it so impossible to think that God could, in fact, be calling us?

In the chorus of the Adele’s hit song that I mentioned last week, are the follow-up lines: “Hello, from the other side. I must’ve called a thousand times.”

Whilst we spend so much time trying to compete with what we perceive to be a barrage of prayer requests to God; we spend hardly any time at all in listening …. Or, just picking up the phone when it rings.

Isn’t that what He is really expecting of us? He is calling us ‘a thousand times’ we just have to answer the phone, so to speak, and listen.

To spend time quiet and alone with God allows us to feel His focus on us. To feel as He zooms in to the inner core of our being. And when we feel this, we know that He speaks not only to our heart, but to our head and our naked soul. The gap for this long-distance call disappears and we feel His presence as we absorb His nature.

And as we absorb His nature, we are one with the whisper in the wilderness.

In the week ahead, do not wait for the phone to ring, just pick it up and listen. Still your mind and listen. God will do the rest! Enjoy Him!

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#fridayfootprints – Friday 13th November 2020

Sometimes it is a desperate shout. At others, a resigned mumble, a plea to be recognised amidst the fear that God’s attention is being directed at others more deserving than ourselves. That the problems which consume the very nature of our own humanity are insignificant compared to those that God directs His attention.

“Aloe, it’s me. I was wondering if after all these years you’d like to meet.” (to borrow from the Adele hit of 2015.) Is a heartfelt cry!

Aloe, it’s me! The battle to be seen in the crowd. When we think that we know best and try to beseech God to adhere to our wants and wishes. We seek to identify with a concept that says our needs are more important than His.

We exist entirely as His creation. And therein lies the conundrum. The battle that has been fought for centuries in an effort to find some price that we can pay as a guarantee for our existence even when we know that it is just not possible. Something that will allow us to break from the shackles of total reliance on Him!

Yet, at the same time our cry of “Aloe it’s me” drowns out the very whispers from the wilderness that we rely on for instruction.

The price was His to pay and has been paid. In Full!

Whether we gather to pray in groups or in isolation, the prayers should be centred on Him. It is our wilderness and His whisper. May your prayer, praise and worship focus entirely on Him in the week ahead as you seek His guidance.

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