Category: Jesus Christ

  • Freedom Friday

    I hope you enjoy this re-post today. God wants us to be free.  He is the God who sets the captives free.  The God of deliverance.    Jesus died and rose again so that we might live in freedom.   Not chained in any way. The Holy Spirit desires to reveal to us those things in our…

  • The Ruler’s Sceptre

    I have been thinking about sceptres recently and what they symbolise. Most definitions describe a sceptre as a rod or staff used by a sovereign ruler as a symbol of their authority and power. In the story of Esther, we read that she dresses herself in her royal robes and goes to the King’s throne…

  • Gateways of Influence

    The Lord has been stirring my heart, and also others I fellowship with, to begin to intercede and pray for our area more intensely at this time. As we have met corporately to pray, we have been reminded of scriptures the Lord has given us for our area and prophetic words released for this region.…

  • Are you Hungry? Feed on Him

    I shared a vision of Jesus that I had on Saturday in my post Fresh Bread and this reminded me of another word which I had received from the Lord in 2018. I wanted to share the post again because of what the Lord has been impressing on me recently. I hope it blesses you.…

  • Fresh Bread

    Whilst worshipping today I had a vision of Jesus. It was so beautiful that I started crying. The Lord was seated behind a long table. He had his arms outstretched to the side as wide as possible and his face was gentle and welcoming. He was looking straight at me. I couldn’t see the end…

  • Power of Prayer

    As a Christian, I have heard quite a number of sermons and teachings over the years about finding our purpose in God. This can cause some confusion or worry for believers especially if they think they haven’t yet found their purpose. If that is how you feel today then can I encourage you to remember…

  • It’s a Wonderful Name

    Choosing a name….. I asked my Mum the other day why she had decided to call me Nicola. I knew why she had called my brother, Ian. She wanted a really short name that couldn’t be turned into a nickname. Ian would always be Ian. It so didn’t work because my family all called him…