Posts by Deborah van Kroonenburg
Oh, John
He had only known the touch of rough garments for a long time, but I wrapped his body in linen and took it gently away to rest. We had a place ready to lay him, until the Lord should come to take him home. I would miss his voice, calling out to all those who…
Read MoreGaze
‘I am the resurrection and the life. Those who believe in me, even though they die, will live, and everyone who lives and believes in me will never die. Do you believe this?’ When Lazarus became sick, we thought that Jesus would come to our home. He would not fail to come, knowing that his…
Read MoreReturn From Darkness
King Herod’s men attack us, taking James first, and straight away Herod has him beheaded like John the Baptist. Immediately after that he has me arrested; flung into prison. No one can approach me in that dark prison. And there are so many soldiers assigned to me. Why are they so afraid of one man?…
Read MoreThe Spirit Fills Me
Now I see the hope of my young and grieving heart fulfilled in the vision before my eyes. In those days of grief, I had felt the Lord’s prayer, coming from his beating heart straight to the heart of the Father. When I lay with my head against that sorrowing heart it seemed as though…
Read MoreYoke is Easy, Burden is Light
We took the message – the good news – out in all directions, walking miles between each city, eating, and sleeping where we could stop and receive a welcome. It was just as the Lord told John’s disciples – the blind were given sight, the lame walked, lepers were healed, the deaf had their hearing…
Read MoreThe Healing at the Pool of Bethesda
‘wherever the river flows, all living creatures teeming in it will live … wherever the water goes it brings health … this water comes from the sanctuary’ I was waiting for the water to move. By then it was a long time since the day I first came to the pool. I have no clear…
Read MoreWhere To Turn for True Refreshment
We were so blessed in His company, in those days. He called each of us, out of our former lives, into His circle where we watched Him healing, teaching, and praying. From that first moment at the water’s edge, I knew Who our Master was. I knew that we were disciples of the promised One…
Read MoreI Know Who You Are
Peter speaks: The events of those days crashed over us with a breathtaking power and speed. From the moment we walked away from our former lives we were caught up in the wake of the Teacher. Before dawn He would be missing. Then He would return to us, with the daylight lighting up His face,…
Read MoreAs One Who Serves
We, the disciples of the Lord, saw a new world that night. We had taken part in a Passover like no other. The covenant was transformed, with Our Lord himself before us, as The Sacrifice. The vision of that perfect Sacrifice swam before our eyes as we ate the Lamb and drank from the cup…
Read MoreA Centurion’s Story
Unworthy ‘Lord I am not worthy that you should enter under my roof … but only say the word and my soul shall be healed’ The priest lifts up the consecrated host and Jesus Christ is really truly present with us, body blood, soul and divinity. As we gaze on the Son of God, this…
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