A fifty year old friend who has a growing TV career asked me if I thought her desire for success in what is, for her, a new direction is just some kind of midlife crisis. What a brutal description. Why is it that we should be tempted to question our choices that involve change as... Continue Reading →
We girls are prone to self doubt aren't we? So many of us worry rather more than is wise or productive about what other people think of us. And oh boy! Do we develop some varied defensive strategies to help us deal with our anxieties. Asked to describe myself, for example, I will tend to... Continue Reading →
Gentle Reminders The more we pray, the closer we get to God. Christians, just like people of many faiths, are taught that if we want to enjoy a close relationship with God, then we need to spend time in his presence and this is something that can take more discipline than we perhaps have. I... Continue Reading →
What to keep and what to let go.... This year, rather than make promises to myself as the chimes started at twelve o'clock on New Year's Eve, I prepared in advance. Nothing new, just part of my ongoing battle to get closer to God... I’m learning to let go, to give in to His plan,... Continue Reading →
Where is God when I pray? One of the biggest points of struggle in my relationship with God has been answer to prayer, and in this, I know I'm not alone. At New Wine this year, we saw some amazing healings, we saw several people walk freely again where before they had needed a stick... Continue Reading →
When grief takes hold Behind the song ‘Life Goes On’. Last year I had my tenth miscarriage. I find it strange that with each pregnancy hope for a second child would be reborn with renewed optimism. Excuses would be found for previous miscarriages that would make this pregnancy different. And then, as things started going... Continue Reading →
What does my being a Christian tell you about me? Christianity. It means so many things to so many different people. It means extremists murdering those who believe something else. It means boring Sunday services, in dusty churches that haven't seen change in hundreds of years. It means ritual, habit, or maybe happy-clappy and a... Continue Reading →
The Blog of Penny Lyon 