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Come Into My Kingdom


A number of days ago my younger sister, Elisabeth Jobes, was taken to hospital unconscious and unable to breathe. For 18 hours the medics did their utmost, some refusing to go home at the end of their shifts, opting instead to stay and help – even a whole department refused to close for the night. For an equal amount of time an ever increasing number of friends turned the waiting room and hospital corridors into a prayer centre. We took communion in the intensive care waiting room, united not by our membership of any church – four different churches were...
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Perfecting A Masterpiece


“For we are God’s masterpiece. He has created us anew in Christ Jesus, so we can do the good things he planned for us long ago.” – Ephesians 2:10, NLT If there is one strand running through all of the great artists it is the pursuit of perfection. They desire to produce the finest piece of work they can, their masterpiece, their magnum opus, the pièce de résistance. Michelangelo took four years to paint the Sistine chapel and then, much later in life, after Rome was sacked, he returned and spent six further years adding a whole wall to the...
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Jesus Be The Centre


It’s hard to sum up an experience like Hillsong Conference and yet, at the same time, it would seem remiss of me not to blog about something that had that much impact. The thing is, I’m not sure myself quite what is going to hit me the most. So many times during the preaching I got that amazing feeling you get when something directly speaks into your life – that was fantastic but what’s even more exciting is the feeling that there is so much more still to get. In such an intensive conference you don’t get long between messages...
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Sixty Stadia


I understand that the title of this blog will raise all kinds of questions. Why sixty stadia? Is that like Old Trafford or the Nou Camp? Neither, it’s like seven miles.Sixty stadia is the distance between Jerusalem and Emmaus; it’s also the distance between confused despair and hope, between mourning and gladness, between fear and boldness. It’s the difference between trudging off with our shoulders slumped and taking the gospel to our world with vigour. For Cleopas and his fellow traveller their world lay in disarray. The one they had trusted and followed had been hung from a tree, the...
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