Diary Entry 18

I had a cool experience this week. I have been feeling a bit angry again. My youngest son spends all his time when with his father, playing happy families with him and his girlfriend and her children. I find it hard to handle. Especially when it’s in the face of his daughters who he knows hate it, but still he doesn’t care. It makes me so angry all over again when I think about it. I was sitting in my lounge feeling the anger wash over me and I hated it, and I was asking God what I should do about how I felt, when a music clip came on television.

We Know Everything And There Is No God

“We know everything, and there is no God,” said the Atheist. Mankind have been learning about themse

Day 22: Of bitterness and ketchup bottles

Mark 11:25

“Whenever you stand praying, forgive, if you have anything against anyone; so that your Father in heaven may also forgive you your trespasses.”

Week 4: “As we forgive”

“As we forgive”

We are not asking God to model his forgiveness on ours; we are declaring our full participation in the reality of forgiveness. We do not ask for mercy while continuing to live in the land of bitterness and revenge; we are declaring our citizenship in the realm of grace.

The Prayer for Week 4: “As we forgive”

To you, O God, all voices rise,
and you hear the cries of the whole human community.
Send forth your Spirit into every heart
that we may live forgiven and forgiving. Amen


Comfort zones are comfortable and familiar. They’re not scary and we don’t have to take a leap of faith and we don’t have a rapid heart rate when we go into them.  That’s why we love them and rarely leave them. Leaving that comfort zone is sometimes almost completely debilitating and terrifying. I think many of us wait for God to tell us where to go or what to do next instead of just doing it when we feel that we want to, we wait until we feel comfortable to take that step.

I was watching a show when one of the characters said this and it kind of hit me:

Called to speak

Hi, my name is Marissa. I’m 25 year old, mother of one. I felt like God was calling me to start a open forum where I could speak about my mental health. As with many people suffering with mental health I find it very hard to talk about. However still I felt I was being called to speak about it. Then my pastor told me that he also felt God had told him I was going to be used to talk about it. So I prayed and said to God “If you want me to start a blog about this I need a sign.

Thank You for Breaking Me

Father, thank you for breaking me these past few weeks. Thank you for helping me see my own sinfulness, and how much greater your grace is.

The Key

Do you want to know what the key to life is? Well, the Bible spells it out pretty clearly in this passage from the book of Deuteronomy:


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