8 results for tag: Irene Frances


August 2021

CLICK HERE to read now (PDF Format) Greg Albrecht: God Is Not Fair– pg. 2 Irene Frances: My Desire to Be Like Jesus– pg. 5 Richard Rohr: God's Creatures Great and Small– pg. 5 Brad Jersak: Was Jesus a Racist? – pg. 7

April 2020

CLICK HERE to read now (PDF Format) Brad Jersak: The Finished Work– pg. 3 Jim Fowler: Did Jesus Die for All?– pg. 7 Greg Albrecht: Is Paris Burning? Retrospective – pg. 8 Laura Urista: Out of the Tribulation Closet – pg. 10 Irene Frances: Fear Not! – pg. 13 Greg Albrecht: Is the Bible Infallible? -pg. 15

Christmas Presents, Christmas Presence – Irene Frances

CHRISTMAS IS HERE and once again the festivities of this joyous time have begun. As I thought about Christmas I was reminded of one of my ‘must have’ presents from 2016. I wanted a book on blogging, something that would not only inspire me but would help me create the most amazing blogs ever. Well, 12 months on and this year, so far, I’ve written about three posts; I’m not much further advanced now with my blog than I was back then. Other priorities took over, in other words—Life got in the way. But then my 2016 present is reusable and will do wonders throughout 2018! A lot of thought goes into our Christmas presents, what to give the ...

Burned out on religion? Irene Frances

MANY YEARS AGO I came across a print of Jesus, a painting by Twentieth Century artist, Richard Hook. What captured my attention was how the eyes of Jesus followed me around the room, gazing upon me regardless of where I sat. I saw in that image the love of God, the gentleness of Jesus and his invitation for us to “Come, follow me.” Somebody once told me my faith in God is too simplistic, that there is more to him than simply accepting Jesus as Saviour and seeking to live for him. In a sense that is very true, but in another way it is not. I am deeply concerned at how the Church makes it so difficult for the average person to understand ...

To be like Jesus – Irene Frances

One of the attributes that attracted me to Jesus was his love of people on the edge of society, those who others regarded as untouchable and unlovable. He willingly reached out and touched the leper, the woman who had been haemorrhaging for years and who was considered unclean by Jewish law, the lame, the blind and those possessed by evil spirits. He embraced everyone in their uniqueness, regardless of their situation, with compassion, kindness and care. Many years ago when my life disintegrated into utter chaos, I believed myself to be something akin to a leper. So great was the devastation of my soul that I regarded myself as nothing but ...

In His Steps – Irene Frances

AS I HAVE continued to mull over what authentic Christian living means, my thoughts turned to the words of the apostle Peter:   To this you were called, because Christ suffered for you, leaving you an example, that you should follow in his steps (1 Peter 2:21, New International Version). Those words reminded me of the Christian classic, In His Steps, written by Charles Sheldon in the late nineteenth century. In it he relates the story of Reverend Henry Maxwell who challenges his upper middle class congregants to live as Jesus would live, asking themselves before they did anything, “What would Jesus ...

I stand amazed! Irene Frances

I SOMETIMES BECOME overwhelmed with the grandeur of my God, his awesomeness, majesty, might and power, and how, though Creator King, Maker of the Universe, he still has time for us mere mortals. Shortly after the 2001 terrorist attacks in America, I began my morning community radio program with two songs: Bette Midler’s From a Distance, and The Bachelors’ I Believe. The first describes how God watches over us from a distance, the second that in the storms of life he hears our smallest prayers. Psalm 8’s anthem of adoration to Almighty God captures the paradox that, while launching the sun, moon and stars into space, his thoughts ...

The Jesus I Know – Irene Frances

WHAT IS IT about Christians that they think they can treat other believers with contempt, but not be held responsible for their own bad behaviour? Are we really meant to be all sweetness and angelic niceness towards those who abuse us? Recently I lost my temper. It was not pretty. I was very angry with a guy, a Christian, who had, for the past twelve months, promised to do a job for me but who had no intention of doing it. When I decided to do the task myself, and was thoroughly enjoying myself, he was not happy. And I reacted, badly. His response was to tell me I was not a good Christian and that I was just having a bad day. I was not amused. ...