Heather McEwan

January 10, 2020January 10, 2020

Teens & Transitions #2

This is a bit of a cheats post I suppose. Instead of stories, examples or home-grown parables I’m just posting a list of questions and a couple of Scriptures to help parents of teens/young adults discern when to speak and when to keep silent in their young people’s lives.

Obviously there’s a great deal of difference between situations – and not all these questions are applicable to all scenarios, but maybe something will click and be of help…. a 12 year old, or a 22 year old living in the parents’ home, a 22 year old whose behaviour/choices are affecting younger siblings, a 22 year old living away from home or a 22 year old that is married.

January 7, 2020January 7, 2020

The curious relationship between being pickled and baptised

I was 23, married and waiting for babies to start arriving when I got serious with God and soon after, baptised. I was dunked in a line-up by a Pentecostal pastor in a hired main-line church in the city, on a hot airconditionless afternoon since the warehouse style Pentecostal building had no baptistry.

Family and friends of the 28 dunkees came along to watch. Some with joy, some with curiosity, some with bamboozlement and some with clouds of annoyance/compulsion/duty to said loved ones simmering over their heads.

January 1, 2020January 1, 2020

Genesis chapter 1

It would take me over 3 years to do this chapter by chapter if I managed one a day. Let’s see how long I can keep this up! All bets are off!

January 1, 2020January 1, 2020

Shifting the furniture

I asked one of the Shalom fellas to pray for me after church one Saturday night and he asked what it was that I wanted prayer for. I told him, and he nodded once, long and slow and quietly said “ok but I should tell you, I’m going to pray as the Holy Spirit shows me because what we think we need is often not what He wants to give.” – and then he began to pray.

December 21, 2019December 21, 2019

Skill

I know a Potter.
He made the most intricate work.
And then He breathed into His workmanship and it opened its eyes and lived.

This has been a VSP (very short post 🙂 )

November 27, 2019November 27, 2019

Extrapolations 23

The presence of a Protector.
The availability of everything I actually need.
Rest.
Peace.
Life.
Renewal.
Guidance.

November 25, 2019November 27, 2019

Turning around

I am hiding.
I’m in plain sight but hiding.
My eyes hold too much light.
They want to close and sleep and not think.
My mind is crashing with fragments of thought
– rolling and tipping and fixing and ruling.
I’m standing still but I’m running.

November 25, 2019November 25, 2019

Deconstructing fear

Fear has ingredients. It isn’t just it’s own thing. A baby will crawl without hesitation over a glass floor with a deep drop beneath it. A toddler will not… their depth perception has developed and they’ll have had some experience now with falling.

November 22, 2019November 22, 2019

Of whispers and ways

Conviction and condemnation can feel the same if conviction never gets acted on.

Conviction always has a way forwards. Condemnation keeps us weighted and chained.

Conviction is a touch from God, condemnation a hand around the ankle from hell.

October 20, 2019October 20, 2019

Cocooned

Once upon a time a grown and living-away-from-home son wanted his cat to come for a holiday and on the evening of the cats return, the cat chauffer bundled the Houdini cat in her carrier, in a cordon of towels, in a box so it wouldn’t tip, in the rear of the van with a weight on top (all perfectly breathable of course) – and then couldn’t find her keys. Yes… you know it. The cocoon had to be undone and remade once the keys were extricated.