The Book of Life

Your Name is wtitten


book of life

Let’s go back in time, you who are older; and let’s maybe see in the present, those who are younger. I want to help you grasp a great truth, whether by invading your memory or by stirring your present desires. I hope all who read this can understand first the emotional elation of being recognized, and secondly the overwhelming joy that could be yours.

Can you remember a time in your life when you anticipated your name being on a list or called out in front of a gathering? Maybe you waited for the teacher to read aloud the names that made the honor roll, maybe you rushed to the bulletin board to find your name on the list of those who were selected to be in the school play, maybe you waited in agony to see if your name would be called to receive an award, or maybe you…

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A Christian Response to Abortion

It starts with LOVE


As I have been reading through a plethora of books (research for a book I’m writing) concerning the early Christian church, I stumbled upon something unexpected:  did you know that abortion was an enormous problem in the Roman Empire when the Christian church first started to form?  I wasn’t really surprised as to how the Christians responded…but rather the fact that they had to respond to this phenomenon.  We sometimes think that present issues are unique and unprecedented…this is false.  Honestly, every social issue dealt with back in 100 A.D. is almost exactly what we deal with today.  I was inspired to remind us of the importance of a measured and correct response as Christians.

When I was younger and enrolled in college, I tailor-made my own curriculum.  At the time, what stood out to me and grabbed my attention were two things:   the explosion of science in all areas but especially in the…

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Kindness shines in the dark


It's a God thing...

In the darkest times, kindness shines brightest.

Do you agree?

When we’re feeling at our lowest and most despondent, a simple touch; an understanding, empathetic smile; or a few words of love and appreciation stand out like beacons.

But we often neglect kindness in favour of well-meaning solutions.

We opt for a lecture over a quiet, listening ear.

We avoid the pain of others instead of entering in.

For fear of saying the wrong thing, we say nothing at all – or rush in awkwardly with trite clichés.

Some of the kindest, most pastoral people I’ve met have perfected the art of a smile across the room, a gentle squeeze of the shoulder, or simply, groceries carried to the car.

Kindness goes a long, long way towards building trust and connection.

Kindness stops and takes a moment – or two – to hear their story before jumping in with our own.

Kindness is…

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Mud pies in the slum: My story

Evidence o saving Grace

It's a God thing...

When I was younger and kind of “finding myself” in terms of relationships and career, my biggest idol was peer acceptance.

I thought that if I ticked all the right boxes in terms of saying all the ‘right’ things, making people laugh, and generally being seen as clever and successful, I would receive the acceptance I craved.

I would never have considered myself “dead in my sin” but I think part of me was dead to the “colour” and life-giving power that could be found in a deep and rich and engaging relationship with God…

I like the CS Lewis quote from his book the Weight of Glory:

“We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the…

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Into His Presence

Holy Spirit tapping


By Patrick Hawthorne

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“Stop using His presence as an accessory and start using it as a necessity.”

Paul Bussey (Minister)

“Stop using His presence as an accessory and start using it as a necessity.”  As the words rolled off of the young minister’s tongue, it struck a chord within my heart.  Stop using His presence, the presence of the Father through His Holy Spirit, as an accessory… Immediately my mind began to spin.  The Holy Spirit had grabbed my attention and He wanted me to remember those words.

The entire next day, those words would not leave me alone.  “Stop using His presence as an accessory and start using it as a necessity.”  Was I guilty of placing a meager value on the Lord’s presence?  Had I become so accustomed to His presence that I found it a commonality instead of a cherished possession?

Even though I knew the basic…

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Big Pot of Difference

Purposely LOVE

Lynna's Wonderful Life

I think this big pot of flowers is kinda pretty. Sitting on my front stoop it dresses up an otherwise nondescript landing. At a glance it looks rather refined in the large stately planter. Upon further review one might discover that the pot is actually plastic. The faux cement urn is a stately planter wannabe. But I love it better than an actual antique because it’s light enough to haul around and doesn’t crack when I hoist it to the place it looks best. A plant-wise daughter commented that the purple foliage is some sort of weed I keep bringing in each winter to save on a sunny windowsill. Whatever dear. I love it.Pot

The ivy is leftover from a Christmas tree I fashioned one winter in the same planter. Twisted around an upside down tomato cage shaped into a cone with tiny lights, it looked rather elegant in a…

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Great White Throne


Men of One Accord

Before the Great White Throne
prostrate I now fall,
for all my life I screamed
There is No God at All!
Oh the fool I did play
claiming where is this Christ
day by day!
A carless man I have been
in fornication and with wealth
I did boldly sin!
A reckless soul of greed
never giving always taking
never doing any good deed.
Prideful, lustful, envious, anger
are my accusers
no time for a babe in a manger!
No time for the Man of Sorrows,
Truth I could not hear
cruel, unmerciful, stoney heart,
cold to the marrow!
with perfect Justice,
found guilty,
no mercy I shall receive,
no grace how can this be!
Before the Great White Throne
prostrate I crawl
lamenting, sniffing, whimpering,
Jesus, JESUS!
Thundering from the Great White Throne
in all…

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The Day I Went from Relationship to Religious

God Time


By Patrick Hawthorne

fatherSeveral years ago, when I was going through the School of Ministry, based out of my home town in Shreveport Louisiana, I was laser focused on the things of God. I walked with Him and talked with Him for several hours throughout the span of the day. I loved the time we spent together. He had become more than the Almighty God of this universe. He had become my friend.

During that time, I was constantly receiving new revelations from His Word. I was having God dreams on a consistent basis where He would talk to me during my sleep hours. Most times, the God dreams were little faith boosters or course changes. I loved them and would write them down in my journal.

Most mornings I would wake with a heavenly song on my mind. I can remember hopping out of bed and immediately be in…

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