I was six years old, when a wounded blackbird fell onto our driveway.  It was the first time I saw a bird that couldn’t fly. Dad gently scooped our feathered friend into his hands and placed it carefully in the veranda while we made a wooden box. The box was a type of hospital for the bird to rest. It had a sliding lid on the bottom and mesh wire on top to let in daylight and fresh air. Locked securely in its mini cage the bird was safe. We’d look after it. Its wounds would heal. He’d be released and glide through the sky once more.

God didn’t ignore me when I contacted Him or reject my request. God didn’t trivialise what I asked for or suppress my prayer. God ‘answers my prayers'.

Author Hugh Lofting wrote a fantasy story called Doctor Dolittle. The inspiration for his book came as he wrote to his children from the trenches during World War I.

‘Watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak’.

‘A great sign appeared in heaven: a woman clothed with the sun, with the moon under her feet and a crown of twelve stars on her head’ Revelation 12:1. We’ve all heard some good made-up, and clever fake, prophecies.   

When I was a kid, my dad had a serious illness. His condition deteriorated. 

I came home from school to find mom sobbing and rubbing tears from her eyes. I didn’t know why she was crying, but when I hugged her, I cried as well.  People of all ages cry. It’s a fundamental human behaviour.

Most scientists regard dark matter as real.  But they’ve’ never seen it.

Be silent all humanity, for He is springing into action from His holy dwelling’

The pastoral community in New Testament times understood what Jesus meant when he told people that he’s, ‘The Good Shepherd’