Testimony Tuesday

I’m starting to blog a series of true stories of how people came to know Jesus, or of other significant events. We call them testimonies. This one by a friend of ours called Dave is the first to kick off the series.

No longer an Ostrich

Up until the age of 33, Christianity for me was a target for ridicule, the name of Jesus a swear word, the existence of God as remote as the moon, and the thought of eternal life – far fetched.

Working in sales, selling machinery, since the age of 19, I considered my life reasonably successful. I enjoyed sport, meeting with my friends, drinking beer and having a loving wife and family.

Like everyone else, life gave me my share of kicks in the teeth; broken relationships, redundancy and the death of my much loved mother. Adopting the ostrich position or joking my way through things generally worked but when my wife became a Christian and I saw new joy in her face, I knew something was up.

It was not, however, until God spoke to me that I ever doubted my atheist views. After six months of resisting God, I gave up running from his love. I asked God to forgive me for the many things I had done wrong and to take charge of my life, not knowing what would happen.

I met Jesus Christ for the first time and He changed my life wonderfully – the past hurts dealt with, a new joy and intimacy with my wife Lesley, renewed self confidence, and best of all, experiencing the love of Jesus Christ.

No longer do I curse Jesus but I thank Him for His free gift of eternal life, His friendship and new hope for the future. To know the creator of the universe is the greatest privilege of all.


but those who hope in the Lord
    will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles,
    they will run and not grow weary,
    they will walk and not be faint.

(Isaiah 40:31)

…when I am afraid, I put my trust in you. In God whose word I praise, In God I trust; I shall not be afraid. What can flesh do to me?

(Psalm 56:3-4)

There are so many more words in the bible about hope. real hope is Jesus. In who he is, what he’s done and does, and just him really. Hope is so much more than what we see, what we plan, what we wish for.

Hope is the big picture. Why are we here? What is our purpose? What are we? Who are we? What happens when this life ends? I was reading John 6 this morning and this shot out at me:

All that the Father gives me will come to me, and whoever comes to me I will never cast  out. 

For I have come down from heaven, not to do my own will but the will of him who sent me. 

And this is the will of him who sent me, that I should lose nothing of all that he has  given me, but raise it up on the last day. 

For this is the will of my Father, that everyone looks on the Son and believes in him should have eternal life, and I will raise him up on  the last day.”

(emphasis all mine)

Now that’s hope…If you come to Jesus, he will never cast you out, you will have new life with him and not only new life but eternal life…this is what you were made for….

I need to go now, it’s getting increasingly hard to do these posts whilst the babies are up..due to the youngest climbing on me and trying to either tap the keyboard or sit on it. 😀 and also the oldest has just come downstairs and told me I need to wipe his wee off the floor of the bathroom..!(tmi?)

We have someone from a removals company coming round on Monday to assess how much stuff we have and quote us a price for moving…things are moving slowly!…




Not stressed again

But strangely yesterday I had two short moments of what felt like pure terror. Literally seconds long but both were when I was in our house and I was looking around and suddenly froze and felt really scared when I realised we really were leaving. Think I’d be a bit weird though if I never had any moments like that.

That scripture I put up, two days ago, about Jesus not giving as the world gives really helps me. I can just read it and think about it and sit with God and it all becomes right again. Everything becomes still and calm again.

Another one is from the beginning of John where He says ” …and in Him was life and the life was the light of men. Light shines in the darkness and the darkness has not overcome it” – that’s always one to remember. The darkness does not and will not overcome the light, no matter how much it feels like it does. Jesus is the victor.

I’ve also realised that the blog has a tendency to be a little (just a little) one sided. As in mainly from my perspective, so I may be putting a couple of posts up to do with Chris, in the future – blokey Thursday??? Hahaha. Maybe!


The stress is kicking in today… just everything really, waiting, life – negotiating the twist and turns of life…turns out there were more things our buyer’s solicitor’s had asked that we didn’t know about… and the solicitors of the one we are buying haven’t yet answered the questions of our Irish solicitor…It will turn out fine, but it’s difficult to answer a phone to a solicitor when your baby is crying and you’ve just sent your pre-schooler up to his room and the dog is barking outside…just as an example…and I know there’s worse things… but life is very full on and all I want at this moment is a silent room all to myself…

But onwards!….Tomorrow is a new day…..

Jesus says….

Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid. (John 14:27)

I love this verse.



Happy Sunday again!…

Hello! I had the most beautiful experience at church when we were worshipping Jesus this morning. I had my eyes closed and was singing to him and just had the sensation of him taking my hands and then putting his arms around me and resting his head on top of mine and just dancing with me pulled in close. It was just so reassuring and fatherly and beautiful. I can’t really explain it any clearer than that. He pulled me in close and loved me, in only the way God can. I’ve tried to find a picture that would represent it but can’t really find anything that represents it properly.

I’ve also just realised that when I did the update the other day, there was one other common question I did not answer and that was “is there a church that you can go to in the area?”.  The answer is – there are a few different gatherings in the area, a few different denominations, including Methodist, Catholic, Baptist, Church of Ireland and there is even one a bit like the group we are currently part of about 45 minutes away in Sligo (They also do something called healing on the streets which I would love). However, ideally we would want to be part of a community fairly locally and intend to look more locally to start with. I personally feel that it will become clearer when we are there, and we intend to listen to God closely and go where we feel he wants us. No matter where it is or what denomination.

As I said a few days ago, it was our 5th wedding anniversary this week and our wedding was sooooo good. Firstly due to God just being so awesome, secondly because our church and family just pulled together and it was a huge group effort. If I ever need reminding of what they are like, I remember our wedding…Someone acted as our wedding planner, someone else did the flowers, someone else did our invitations and yet again, someone else printed them, loads of people brought food for the meal, another friend did the photography (and it was really good), people transferred the flowers from the church building to the Whitworth where we had our reception, they acted as ushers, the church was decorated and the hall where we had the reception was also decorated by our friends, our worship band played and sang in the church, one of our elders performed the marriage ceremony…it was beautiful…and special…the glasses were supplied, bubbly was gifted, friends prayed for us and there was just such a sense of joy and fun..We had a Ceilidh in the evening and it was a lot of fun and just about everyone joined in, even the Ceilidh band were gobsmacked at the atmosphere…(it’s only God that can do that). We have been blessed by God so so much to have been part of this particular part of his church.

A selection of photo’s which I feel captured the feel of the day.  It was such a good, good, God day. The start of a good life partnering together for Him, learning how to be and there is so much more to come.



Fire needs oxygen and fuel to burn, Fire creates change – This tunnel is at Magna in Rotherham. It got me as soon as I saw it and thought of the perhaps obvious verse (if you read the bible) of “our God is a consuming fire” (Hebrews 12:29).

Fire in general to me both fascinates and terrifies me. The thought of it in a home terrifies me, it spreads so quickly and often gets out of hand before anyone notices. We once left some wood too close to our wood burner and it hadn’t even ignited when we realised but had already filled our house with smoke. The only reason I realised was because Chris and I had an argument and I was awake brooding and smelt the smoke. (The argument didn’t seem relevant after that haha).

But also, like many people I also love setting and lighting fires, love the smell of burning wood, love watching the flames, they are just mesmerising, a fire can destroy or a fire can clear the way for future growth, a fire can also purify. I believe farmers sometimes burn fields to get them ready for the following year. There’s also the story of a silversmith who holds the piece of silver in the fire to remove impurities and has to hold it and watch it the whole time, he knows when it is purified, because it is when he sees his reflection in it.

There’s also Malachi 3:3 – He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver, and he will purify the sons of Levi and refine them like gold and silver, and they will bring offerings in righteousness to the Lord

(This isn’t going to be a very deep or researched post – I’ve got the baby throwing himself at me at every opportunity and trying to attack/sit on the keyboard)

When I was a new Christian and going through some tough times and felt very alone, someone sent me the analogy about the silver smith, the part about how he never took his eyes off the silver in the fire really spoke to me about God and who he is and his heart for us. No matter what we are going through, he is still with us, always…always holding us too.

Also, in relation to the start of the post, fire needs oxygen and fuel, this had me thinking? are we the fuel? or does it just relate to God? Is he the fuel and the oxygen too? Maybe the Holy Spirit is the oxygen. There is a worship song that comes to mind with the words “you are the air I breath”… he is, I sometimes take a deep breath and feel as if I am inhaling his goodness again, his love. It is good (good is a very underated word). I used to think it was insipid, but it most definitely is not.

Bye for now…baby needs me…:)