Stormy dream

Not wanting to sound like a certain someone, a little while ago I had a dream.
In this dream I was in a house with a crazy storm raging outside.
I looked out the window and all I saw was black skies and raging seas.
The house was creaking with the strength of the wind.
I remember feeling completely terrified but I knew why it was happening.
I’d done something wrong and it was something I knew God wouldn’t be happy about.
The storm was a sign that He was angry.
After waiting – still terrified – for something to happen to me, I realised that I knew how to fix it.
So I stood still, and yelled that I didn’t believe in God anymore.
The storm stopped. Everything became calm. (more…)

Baptist Assembly Seminar – Chaos, Call & Change


This year we had the great opportunity to be involved in the Baptist Assembly in Blackpool, being able to lead our very own seminar. The seminar is called Chaos, Call & Change, which depicts the realities of young adults in church and what churches need to be doing now to change for the future of young adults in church.

But there is also a call to young adults who are called to lead, to step up and take their stand. And it isnt only about the young adults themselves, but the church leaders encouraging and releasing their young adults to take these positions of leadership and responsibility.


Embracing this God-life

Back in the summer I wrote about my fear of leaving university and then again about my fear of starting a masters degree (which came about from the first fear..) and how I was trying very hard to trust God in all of this.

Anyway, I’m now coming to the end of this course and I thought this a good time to look back at how trusting God went.

I had no doubts that this was the path that God had for me. But postgraduate degrees don’t come with financial help like an undergraduate degree. This was my first hurdle. But I knew that with this being God’s plan, I’d easily get the money.

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My bitterly sweet taste of humble pie eaten in a primary school filled with the Golden Generation

An article about honesty, self awareness and hunger.

Swapping the tube maps for a sat nav with an Australian voice, Amy and I hit the motorway for a road trip to Devon late Friday evening. Primarily it was for a friend’s 21st birthday celebration but instead it turned into a weekend of flipflops, birthday BBQs and meeting a special group of people – the golden generation as I like to call them.

The Day My Craziest Uni Friend Became a Christian

You can hold dynamic open air services, you can knock on doors and tell folk about Jesus, you can stand on a soap box in Hyde Park and preach – and they’re all good; but don’t forget the power of friendship evangelism…

It was Freshers’ Week and we were all new to university life. Feeling homesick and somewhat dejected, I gloomily wandered over to dinner and happened to sit opposite Mike, a raving extrovert if ever there were one. All I can remember from that meal is laughing almost incessantly from start to finish – I certainly left the dining hall in a more cheery state than I’d entered it!

It turned out that Mike and I were on the same course, and we quickly became good friends, even sharing digs with another student in our second year. Mike had had a somewhat Christian upbringing and, as an organist, was not unfamiliar with church life. He even agreed that “Christian morals are marvellous”, but he had no faith in Christ.

Coffee clichés and church

Over the last few months I’ve been meeting with a great friend of mine, normally over coffee in a trendy coffee joint, like the Christian clichés we are, and we discuss whatever it is twenty-something year old Christians talk about. His name is Pat, he’s a good egg. Recently though throughout our conversations we’ve always been ended up spending a large chunk of our caffeine-fuelled meet ups around the same topic, and it’s got me thinking.

For a number of us, attending church is the pinnacle of actively pursuing a relationship with Christ. The church is a place for us to be Christians together, to refuel from a stressful week and to sing our favourite worship songs – how nice it is of us to devote a couple hours a week almost entirely focussed on God in worship, prayer and fellowship. So often we hear a sermon about what it is to be a Christian. We’re given the instructions, the do and don’ts and we’re trusted to know how to implement them.

Lessons of a Uni Student: GO TO CHURCH!!

 I came to Uni on fire for God and excited by what he could do through me here. I was really keen to go to church for the first few weeks, but slowly it became less of a priority. I still loved God but I hadn’t found anywhere I really liked and didn’t want to go to any old church.


Back home I had been to the same church all my life, becoming a Christian at a young age, I knew nothing but my little church. All these big city warehouse churches felt completely different. Slowly but surely I went less and less until by the end of term I was basically not going at all. It began to feel like God was taking a back seat.


I came back for the second term determined that I was going to find a church and get really involved and turn this trend around. Sure enough God saw me coming and put a good mate in the way to nudge me back to church. Suddenly everything became a little clearer and easier to deal with. God hadn’t left me, of course he hadn’t! One of my youth leaders once told me ‘You’re not that special’. I thought it was a little harsh at first but what they meant was: of course we are special to God, but we are not going to change him! We are not such a massive deal that he’s going to give up on us and turn his back on us. He is constant and he loves us an immeasurable amount!


Why not slow down?

I’ve been down in London for about six months now and, whenever I commute into London I can’t help but think why is everybody rushing? Maybe it is because I am from the North. I tend to end up in one of these three situations;

  1. Your face pushed up against the door.
  2. Your hand in a place where you don’t want it to be.
  3. Standing next to the person who didn’t have a shower that morning.

I think if everyone in London slowed down a bit and took a bit more care, everything would work smoothly and they would still get to work on time. It works back at home in Lancaster (granted there are less people) but I think it would still work.


Last week I was leaving the Trafford centre and as I left I walked down the grand staircase and past the huge pillars that spoke of a life that was much grander than most shoppers could ever have the means to live; a luxury lifestyle where all choices are possible. The Trafford Centre is the extreme of shopping centres with its huge pillars and star lit sky, but there is something about cathedral size shopping centres that promote a life of opportunity. These shopping centres are designed to make you feel richer so that you might spend money that you don’t have. We are transformed into consumers who want more of what we think improves our life, because of the image of the lifestyle portrayed.

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