Category: the worship desk
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purple tulips
In the last five years, I have had three vivid dreams where I woke and knew I had experienced God. Each dream was deeply spiritual, prophetic, and impacted me profoundly. One of these dreams had a pool of water, an elderly man taking off his sandals, and a clock counting down. Around this man –…
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return with joy: the egret
Children of Zion, rejoice and be glad in the LORD your God, because He gives you the autumn rain for your vindication. He sends showers for you, both autumn and spring rain as before.Joel 2:23 (CSB) In the November of 2021, I noticed my first waterfowl. I’d seen thousands before, of course, but this was…
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the return
Where is the joy? The love of storytelling?Where is the scribe with her pen, ready for adventure? When did she become trapped in the web of expectation and intimidation?When did she start using her pen to tick boxes rather than create with her Creator? Why does she bend to the whims of others? Why does…
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grace and freedom
I’d forgotten how to breathe. Shallow intakes were all I seemed to have time for and I had to intentionally fill my lungs and slowly exhale. My nerve endings felt exposed, my stomach knotted, and it was all I could do not to cry. The New Year usually holds the magic of new beginnings for…
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a thirst for worship
Have you ever felt spiritually dehydrated? Perhaps, like me, you’re in a season that makes focusing during sermons and Bible studies tricky? Perhaps you too have been in a wilderness, unsure of the way towards nourishment and refreshment? Maybe your soul feels weary and dry from a long hard year, and you’re not even sure…
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wanderer restored
There is a stained glass window set above the piano at our church. It is a depiction of Jesus, the Good Shepherd, embracing a lamb. He is surrounded by sheep, but he is holding one small lamb. As I gazed at this vivid portrait from over the lid of the piano, I was reminded of…
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mistaken identity
“Who am I to write this work? No one will ever read it… I have nothing important to say…” “That’s right,” the enemy sneers as I repeat his whispers. “WHO do you think you are? You can’t write. You heard God wrong…” In a fleeting moment, we feel the call to write. The spark ignites.…
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a writing as worship prayer
Heavenly Father, Thank You for the gift of writing I humbly place it as an offering before You. (Ja 1:17; Rm 12:1) May this gift be used to serve others and point them to You. (1 Pt 4:10) Please help me to live a life worthy of this gift, this call to write. Help me…
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come to the worship desk
I come to the worship desk with open hands and an open heart – a posture that is not always easy. Here, I surrender my plans to the One who sees, the One who knows me better than I know myself, the One who loves me despite my short-comings. I come with my meagre loaves…
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welcome
Welcome to the Worship Desk. You’re invited to join me in a posture of gratitude and praise as we focus on our Creator and give glory back to Him through our creative gifts. For me, my passion is writing as worship. By God’s grace, this adventure began (rather practically) by establishing a nightly routine. In…
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