By Joy Lenton — It’s Good Friday. We see Jesus: already battered, bruised and torn, making His stumbling progression to Calvary. He’s always been the One and only Son of …
By Joy Lenton — They huddled together, mournful and afraid, forgetting that the grave didn’t have the final say. Nor did the resurrection of the risen, ascended Saviour mean He …
Joy Lenton — You want to hear about the Last Supper, do you? It’s a bit of a sore point for me, because I still grieve for the spiritually blinkered, …
by Joy Lenton How is light revealed when godliness lies concealed? A tiny newborn baby seems too small to bear the weight of glory concealed within. We discover, little by …
by Joy Lenton I watch curiously out the window, wondering when signs of celebration will appear, because our neighbours across the street usually like to get a head-start on their …
On Advent Sunday, as we ready ourselves to remember the infant-birth arrival on earth of our Lord and Saviour, the first candle is lit on an Advent wreath as an …
by Joy Lenton — Resting isn’t just about stepping down or drawing back from chaotic busyness and the things which distract us from nurturing our soul life, it’s also about …
Joy Lenton — Mother Teresa has always fascinated me as a multi-faceted woman with seeming contradictions: small of stature and large of heart, enigmatic and charismatic, a shining light for …
By Joy Lenton As we continue to ponder the wonder of the resurrection of Jesus and His release from death’s steely grip, we would love our own mini-resurrections as such …
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