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Soul Whisperer

Revival Whisperer

By | The Table

Revival Whisperers!    “Out of Tasmania will come a revival which will sweep Australia and affect the ends of the earth!” Old words whispered and re whispered from one generation to the next. A longing held within the soul. Revival Whisperers staying captive to Tasmania, hoping for the living of their whisper. I love Revival Whisperers. I love their faith and share their…

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Why did we raise our kids in church?

Why did we raise our kids in church?

By | The Table

  My husband didn’t grow up attending church on a weekly basis.  He went twice a year.  Every Easter and every Christmas. So why did he choose to parent differently? Was it simply because we are pastors? If we listened to all our critics over the years our kids were supposed to turn out rebellious, chain smoking druggies, having sex with…

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Jesus’ presence silenced prejudice

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“I don’t want my children using public buses to get to school because it might mean they have to sit next to kids that go to government schools.” “I need to mix with people more like myself.” “I’m not sure that I want that type of child near my children.” My heart just breaks when I hear these kinds of statements….

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Youth

Will you pray for our youth?

By | The Table, Uncategorized

The kingdom of God is present in our youth. One of the beautiful activities that Jesus performs on planet earth is bringing lost souls into proximity to his heart. He loves to be close to the broken hearted, the one that is lost. I love the words of Trevor Hudson, “Many people believe that Jesus is far more interested in…

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Pastor's Kids

Pastor’s Kids

By | The Table

“I don’t believe that you should give  yourself to the church because your kids end up having problems.  We’ve all seen how pastor’s kids turn out!” Over and over again I have heard this stereotype. Pastor’s kids who choose bad wild have done so because of the occupation of their parents. I have often wondered about the lawyer, the doctor, the butcher,…

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When Entertainment celebrated brutality…

By | The Table

When Entertainment celebrated brutality… I stood in the Colosseum and imagined a time when it was full. When the crowds yelled and cheered. I was in awe of the skill of artisans as they created forests on the floor of the arena.  I saw them creating, painting and building sea battle scapes. Their artistry captivated the creative space within. But whilst I…

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The table is a great revealer

The table is a great revealer…

By | The Table

The table is a great revealer… If I will sit at the table long enough to hear another person’s heart beat… The air was heavy with unspoken words and hearts.  It was the last event planning meeting before the big day.  I couldn’t understand this atmosphere, this unspoken pain. My bridal party seemed to be in unspoken pain. We gathered…

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Hospitality

By | The Table

I love how God never erases our memories but allows them to become memorials of growth and change. This week we celebrated 10 years of building a table where our local community could come and eat their fill. We also celebrated 23 years of making our table open to strangers. In 1994 we began a church community in our home, around the table….

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Inertia

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We live in a world that gives applause to those that can run further and faster than anyone else.  To those who can achieve, succeed and attain significance. Days seem to get shorter and more chaotic as we try to fit more and more in. I watch young mums fit far more in with their littles then I ever had to…

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Wine Bottles

Wine bottles

By | The Table, Uncategorized

  Wine bottles stand empty on the counter… Corks lay strewn across the bar… The effervescent sound of champagne uncorked on a summer’s evening has ceased. Guests greedy for love, life and laughter have drunk the plump fruits offered by the hearty reds. Wine glasses sit on the tables,  their empty bowls a memorial to an evening of joy. The sound of…

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