Category Comfort

The pelting of this pitiless storm

Very occasionally Londoners are able to tear their commuting eyes from their newspapers or books or phones and take in the advertisements that paste the walls of the underground tube carriages. The market research on this must be very broad because these ads are usually products for hair growth or Scandinavian-style furniture. So imagine my […]

Days to love one another

 My gorgeous friend slipped me this note on Valentine’s Day.  How could she have known how needed her words were to me at that time? I suppose there’s only one way, and it’s the spirit. I’m grateful for friends who have that relationship with their father in heaven that permits them to speak for Him […]

He’s In Your Boat!

I’ve lately been reading stories of the Saviour and boats. Not separately: together. I’ve previously written about Jesus walking on water, toward the storm-tossed fishing boat that held terrified friends. This story is instead an account of the Saviour, who travelled with his followers in a small boat. A storm gathers and soon the passengers […]

My Peace I Give Unto You

Last Sunday’s lesson was a lesson of promises! Howard W. Hunter’s legacy includes a great fondness for the stories of the saviour; a desire to be closer to Him, to walk where He walked. What has struck me is that he also warns as you would expect someone with a prophetic duty to do so. He […]

Willing to Mourn With Those That Mourn

It’s my privilege to know exceptional people.  I’d like to say it’s because I’m picky about who I associate with, but truthfully I think Heavenly Father put His favourites in my path. Last night I got an email from one such favourite, and she reminded me of a great lesson. A young father in her […]