My jumbled thoughts whilst praying one evening…

My faith is the only thing I have that I will never give up.. but I am willing to share it with anyone, anywhere and at any time.
God’s grace is the best gift I have every received, but never deserved.
His mercy gives me the confidence to accept the correction I need to grow in Him.
His forgiveness allows to try my best although I often make mistakes
His words encourage, and drive me on along life’s often rocky road
His sacrifice has taught me that there is a price that I could never pay for the liberty I currently enjoy.
His love knows no bounds so I must strive open my heart to love my fellow man without condition. 

It sometime feels like it is getting harder to stand up for our beliefs, or share our faith,  what with political correctness and such, but in fact it is easier (dependant on the way you view it).

The believers of old never had the internet, the mobile, telephone, television, radio’s and such. They just lived the life as best they could and when people questioned the way they were living they explained as best they could. The prophets of old went around the streets, temples and synagogues and proclaimed their faith. The apostles went from town to town and shared the gospel of Jesus Christ

“ Each time a man stands up for an ideal, or acts to improve the lot of others, or strikes out against injustice, he sends a tiny ripple of hope, and crossing each other from a million different centres of energy and daring, those ripples build a current which can sweep down the mightiest walls of oppression and resistance.”