King's Daughters

Previously I shared a glimpse into how my passion for business, and being a Christian in business started. Today, I would like to share a talk that I did recently to a group of Christian business men and women at Transform Work UK event. Being a Christian at work or while running a business doesn't change that fact that you still have to do the work or run the business! Everything isn't instantly easy because you are a Christian. It's not always easy finding the delicate balance between being a Christian and building a business or career. We can quickly lose focus on one or the other and keeping your eyes on Jesus no matter what you are doing in your everyday ordinary life is essential. Here is a quick summary of my talk but watch the video for more. It's For Him It's all about Jesus No matter what we do it's important to remember who we do it for. Having that perspective means that every moment in every situation is kept in perspective. If we aim to

Photo by  Roberta Sorge  on  Unsplash It was a cool autumn morning in October 2012 and the stench of last nights party wafted up into my nose. People started arriving for church and the local community centre/pub quickly became the house of God. I loved our little church and my husband and I were honoured to be called the pastors of this amazing little flock. It was on this morning with this very group of people that would share a word that God put on my heart. Little did I know that sharing the word was not only for them but at the same time it birthed something in me. The message was entitled Anointed for Business and it was coming from my place of frustration as a pastor not from being a businesswoman, as I didn't have a business at that time or ever think I would. I longed to see the church bursting at the seams, to see it relevant outside of the four walls of the community center that we were meeting in. I desperately wanted to see the people so passionate about Jesus

It's quite ironic that this is my post title today, "Who Am I?" as I started this blog nine years ago with the title Knowing Who You Are because of my passion to help women find their identity. I write to you today from a completely different place. It's not one of not knowing who I am but trying to figure out what to do with who I am and the complexities that come with being a human being. I am not just one 'thing' but I am a combination of so many things. God made us that way for good but it can do quickly turn into a bad thing for so many of us. Have you heard the saying, "If the devil can’t get you to sin, he’ll keep you busy"? It's true, we get too busy and distracted from God's purposes for our life. I am guilty but want to get out of this trap! So my current dilemma is how to be a successful businesswoman and a great wife and mother? I love playing house, cleaning, cooking, gardening, sewing and all those lovely activities. I also

It is November, a year since my last post on this blog. The sun is shining and the birds chirping outside my bedroom window on this crisp autumn Monday morning. I'm chatting to God and remembering yesterday's church service with warmth and realise that I am looking forward to going to church again next Sunday. It occurs to me that I haven't felt this way in many years. I feel excited about going to church for the first time since we had our own church, D7 Church. I never dreamed the grief process would take so long. I never imagined that it could hurt so much and that my church life would become so complicated! It's a new day today. I feel a little flicker of something I used to feel. There is hope. But I'm taking it slowly and just enjoying going to church each Sunday. I still fear someone speaking to me and may seem very unfriendly when someone does. The thought of being asked to serve on a team still terrifies me. There is a long way to go in this healing p

I remember a time when I was heavily pregnant with Daniel who is now 10 year old! During that season our church was about an hour's drive away and we were very involved. Eric didn't have his driver's licence at the time and he played in the church band, so every Thursday I would drive him to church, sit through band practice and then drive him home. To make this journey work I would prepare Eric's dinner and give it to him to eat in the car as I picked him up from work on the way to church. On Sundays we would get to church very early to help set up and then rest in the car in-between the morning and evening services so that we could attend both. It was too far to drive home and come back again so we decided to stay in town and wait. Thursday's was our home group night which we attended each week and occasionally we would have to head over to church for a team meeting. This was our life. I may have mentioned this season previously but wanted to refresh your memory t

We went to church on Sunday. Eric, Daniel, Amy and I. Together as a family for the first time in ages. At first I felt nervous going back. I knew it was right and it was time. The season had changed and there was no reason for me to stay away any longer. My heart felt full, I was no longer tired and all my other reasons and excuses had faded away. To be honest, I actually missed church. My reasons for being nervous are too many to list starting with fear from all that had happened in the past all the way to fear of being hurt all over again and everything in between. Despite all that was going on inside of me emotionally something stronger was drawing me to church. Choosing a church wasn't an option, it had to be a Baptist church so that Eric could do his placement for his studies and it would continue being a Baptist church for the two remaining years of his studies. I was ok with that. I accepted that church would not be as exciting as it had once been both because I was fond o

Enough was enough I thought! Something had to give. The pressure was too much and I wanted my job and peace back. My prayer was specific and I wanted a clear and final answer before I put the whole thing behind me. Although I tried to go to church with Eric once I was still spending Sundays at home. Everything inside of me did not want to go to church. I knew that if I did go to church it should be to Eric's church. So the children and I stopped visiting other churches and committed to go to Eric's church and support him in his role. It was too difficult though and no matter how hard I tried I could not force myself to go to church. Sundays became a day where I prayed while pottering around in my garden and we became a TV church member of Life Church - they have a fantastic kids program each Sunday. Back to my prayer which went like this: "Dear Father God. I love to hear your voice! There is nothing more that I desire. Father, please tell me if you want me to do anything a