Jesus Calls Us O’er the Tumult 

​Jesus calls us: o’er the tumult

of our life’s wild, restless sea;

day by day his sweet voice soundeth

saying, “Christian, follow me.”
2 Jesus calls us from the worship

of the vain world’s golden store,

from each idol that would keep us,

saying, “Christian, love me more.”
3 In our joys and in our sorrows,

days of toil and hours of ease,

still he calls, in cares and pleasures,

“Christian, love me more than these.”
4 Jesus calls us: by thy mercies,

Savior, may we hear thy call,

give our hearts to thy obedience,

serve and love thee best of all.

Here is another deeply encouraging hymn about discipleship.  I always keep my eyes open for them. 

Recently I have started occasionally attending a traditional Anglican Church for morning prayer and holy communion, depending on the Sunday. It’s a beautiful, ancient grey building, vastly different from the simply “unchurched” fellowship back home. 

Traditional churches get a lot of criticism, but I feel there’s always something you can benefit from a church and fellowship of believers, spiritually. No church is or can be perfect and sometimes it’s good just to recognise that we can fellowship with all who call on Jesus Christ, adhere to the basic creed of our faith and teach + practice discipleship. 


Am I a Soldier of the Cross? (Hymn)

1 Am I a soldier of the cross?
a follower of the Lamb?
And shall I fear to own His cause?
or blush to speak His name?

2 Must I be carried to the skies
on flowery beds of ease,
while others fought to win the prize,
and sailed through bloody seas?

3 Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?
Is this vile world a friend to grace,
to help me on to God?

4 Sure, I must fight if I would reign;
increase my courage, Lord!
I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain,
supported by Thy Word.

Forth in the Peace of Christ We Go

This hymn is rich with meaning.

1 – Forth in the peace of Christ we go;
Christ to the world with joy we bring;
Christ in our minds, Christ on our lips,
Christ in our hearts, the world’s true King.

2 – King of our hearts, Christ makes us kings;
kingship with him his servants gain;
with Christ, the Servant-Lord of all,
Christ’s world we serve to share Christ’s reign.

3 – Priests of the world, Christ sends us forth
this world of time to consecrate,
our world of sin by grace to heal,
Christ’s world in Christ to re-create.

4 – Prophets of Christ, we hear his Word:
he claims our minds to search his ways;
he claims our lips to speak his truth;
he claims our hearts to sing his praise.

5 – We are his Church, he makes us one:
here is one hearth for all to find;
here is one flock, one Shepherd-King;
here is one faith, one heart, one mind.

By James Quinn

Living for Jesus (Hymn)

     Living for Jesus a life that is true,
Striving to please Him in all that I do;
Yielding allegiance, glad-hearted and free,
This is the pathway of blessing for me.
O Jesus, Lord and Savior,
I give myself to Thee,
For Thou, in Thy [redemption],*
Didst give Thyself for me;
I own no other Master,
My heart shall be Thy throne,
My life I give, henceforth to live,
O Christ, for Thee alone.
Living for Jesus who died in my place,
Bearing on Calv’ry my sin and disgrace;
Such love constrains me to answer His call,
Follow His leading and give Him my all.
Living for Jesus wherever I am,
Doing each duty in His holy name;
Willing to suffer affliction and loss,
Deeming each trial a part of my cross.
Living for Jesus through earth’s little while,
My dearest treasure, the light of His smile;
Seeking the lost ones He died to redeem,
Bringing the weary to find rest in Him.

A Poem About Womanhood

I wrote this poem many years ago and it has been published before. It isn’t perfect, but begs the question – who is the woman you want to be?

The Woman I Want To Be

The women that I want to be,

A woman of a mighty God,

Loving her blessed Lord

With all her might

With all her strength,

And with everything she is and will be.


The woman God is making me,

Is the woman I want to be,

Set free from sin

And living in Him,

Having the the love of God in me.



The woman I want to be,

Living a life obedient and free,

Doing the will of my Father’s

Being a blessing to others,

And in every way sweet and lovely.



“He changing me,

My Precious Savior,

I’m not the same person that I used to be,

While it’s been slow going,

But still there’s knowing,

That someday perfect I will be.”



The woman I want to be,

The Spirit of God in me,

To have love, to have hope, to have faith,

To be gentle, be sober, be grave,

Be vigilant, Be diligent,

Be submitting and obedient,

To give up and to die,

To worldly pleasures passing by,

To not be lazy nor too busy,

Never drowning in self-pity,


Nor self- pleasure.


To be discerning of things concerning,

The word of God in truth,

To be humble, to be meek,

And to only truly seek,

The precious jeweled pearl of great price.



To be a worker not a shirker,

To be gentle tongued not sharp,

To be grateful not a grouch

To be graceful not a slouch,

To be honest not a cheater,

Never say, “I’ll do it later”,

And never do.


To be prudent never proud,

To be loyal not be loud,

To always pray and never idle,

My lawless tongue to bridle



To be joyful not be dreary,

Not to make all ‘round me weary,

To be content and never covet,

Another’s chair

Another’s stove,

Another’s cupboard.



To be in the center of God’s will,

No matter what and when and where,

To never let my heart grow cold,

All through life’s wear and tear,



To not talk too much,

Play too much,

Work too much,

But to do one thing and such,

The will of God



To be modest-dressed and not vain,

Not too excessive not too plain,

Not to be burdened full of cares,

As to lose my head of hairs,

To not expect an earthly reward,

For our reward is with the Lord,

For those who love Him

Obey Him

And do His will.



Not to be resentful but forgiving,

Not to waver but to stand,

Never selfish nor self-pleasing,

Nor to ruthlessly defend

Myself and all my ambitions

My words,

My thoughts,

My deeds.

To be strong and to be chaste,

To be patient not be haste

Never stingy nor a waster,

But a giver not a taker,

To be pure in all things,

True in all things,

A light in all things to all things.



To be consistent to be truthful,

To be kind and to be thoughtful,

To be cheerful and not whiny,

To encourage and uplift,

Be a blessing not a curse,

To not be stressed,

Nor depressed,

Nor discouraged.

To do my given duty,

The crown of saints pray be worthy,

To be clean and not be dirty,

To be firm and not be flirty,

To help the poor in their distress,

To give the weary needed rest,

To stretch out her hand,

To the orphan,

The widow,

The homeless.



To be wise and be concise,

To be ignorant of lies,

Not be wise in her own eyes,

And all evil to despise,

All earthly dreams to sacrifice,

To be full of the love of God,

The peace of God,

To become the Bride of Christ,

Doing the will of God from the heart.



What better clothing than strength and honor,

When to rejoice but in time to come,

What more suiting to say than words of wisdom,

What better to have than the law of kindness on my tongue?



For perhaps at the end of the proverbial road,

When I close to leaving this earthly abode,

Soon to meet my Father in Heaven,

Perhaps they will see of me,

Perhaps they will think of me,

Perhaps they will say of me,

“Many daughters have done well,

But you excel them all,

Charm is deceitful

And beauty is passing,

But a woman who fears YHWH,

She shall be praised,

Give her the fruit of her hands,

And let her own works praise her in the gates.”


“FAITHFUL OVER A FEW THINGS” from “Mary at the Farm” (1925) by Edith M. Thomas based on the verse Matthew 25:23. Feel print to print it out and hang it somewhere, perhaps where you can be encouraged when doing your least favourite chore (mine is laundry!)

The lovely paper is from Arian Armstrong.


His lord said unto him, Well done, good and faithful servant; thou hast been faithful over a few things, I will make thee ruler over many things: enter thou into the joy of thy lord.
(Matthew 25:23)