Lions and Tigers and Bears – Oh My!

Confession time. Its only week 2 and  I’ve already broken most of my New Years resolutions. Sneakily snaffled some chocolate. Casually crunched the crisps. Even caught myself counting Fitbit steps while munching Haribo. How predictably predictable. Fresh starts are easy. It’s the keeping on keeping on which is anything but.

We discovered recently that the Stansfield family motto is ‘Know Thyself’. Ben and I often turn to each other now and mockingly say ‘Know Thyself Stansfield’ (in the voice of Brian Blessed) if we feel the other needs a reality check.  I feel that I now, after 43 years on this earth, know myself well enough to admit that I definitely need companions on a road to creating new habits or rhythms. This is why I selfishly invited you to join me on this journey, and hope to share the ride with my weekly life group too. I long to go beyond lone ranger resolutions towards collective linked arms reimagining.

‘If you want to go fast go alone, if you want to go far, go together.’

The book which I’ll be basing this blog-a-thon on – ‘Belonging and Becoming’ by Mark and Lisa Scrandrette –  takes a cheeky – access all areas –  reality check on our family life and dares us to ask awkward questions. Not ‘what’ do we want to ‘do’ this year? But ‘who’ do we want to ‘become’?  Who have we actually become? And is there a gap between the two?

There is SO much to unpack in this book that we will be meandering through it, feeling free to stop and smell the roses along the way, for fear of missing some of the beauty along the path. The book begins by exploring how a thriving family lives from a vision. This makes me picture one of my heroes, Dorothy, in The Wizard of Oz. Dorothy’s every move is defined by her all consuming desire to reach the Wizard of Oz so he can work his magic and get her back home.


She envisions what he will be like and what he will do for her, and this propels her every step of the way. She enthusiastically and infectiously shares that vision with her motley crew of needy travel companions, which transforms their despondency into delight, and sighing into singing. Dorothy’s passion infects them with a shared sense of purpose to ‘follow the yellow brick road’ in order to reach the Emerald City, even if it takes them through evil forests, under flying monkeys and facing ‘I’ll get you my pretty’ threats from the Wicked Witch of the West.

They are totally terrified (and when I watched it as a young girl so was I –  having to hide behind a cushion) when going through the deep dark woods, about being attacked by ‘Lions, and Tigers and Bears. OH MY!’ As a grown up I now find it chilling that their most potent threat comes not in the deep dark shadows, but in the bright, warm sunshine of the enchanted poppy field, where the sweet fragrance lulls them into a lethal state of listlessness. Why do I find this so disturbing? I think it’s because it really resonates with some seasons of my life where I know I’ve been in a state of slumber, having lost my focus, and lost my sense of purpose – kind of forgetting what path I was meant to be following, and happy to settle for what was right in front of me. Which was actually intoxicatingly toxic and ever so softly suffocating my soul.

It’s Dorothy’s vision of the Emerald City which is the life saving wake up call they urgently need to drag themselves out of the comfort of the poppies, and back onto the road. Even in the face of the disappointment of the Wizard not living up to their expectations, these travelling companions are a wonderful picture of what family can be, where each one finds belonging, shares a deep sense of purpose, and helps each other to become courageous, loving and wise, discovering their purpose and a true sense of ‘home’. (with the odd squabble and arguments about shortcuts along the way)

poppy field

What are the threats that you were most afraid of when you first started out on your journey together as a family? Have those turned out to be less or more potent than you feared?

Have you ever been, or feel you are still, in an intoxicating field of poppies season of life, where you lost your focus, became comfortable with the way things were, and were in such a state of slumber that you almost forgot what the intended destination was?

Have you experienced God giving you a much needed wake up call to ensure that the good didn’t become the enemy of the best along your journey? Did you welcome that wake up call at the time? How did it make you feel?

When Ben and I first met we had a very strong sense of shared purpose, as we met doing the same job for the same charity and so had a lot of similar passions and desires for the future. Before our boys were born it was all quite easy to make decisions, but becoming parents made life so much more complicated. Having a sick child gave me anxiety about travelling far from a hospital. Having ageing parents made us more aware of time spent away from family. Decisions became harder, and at times the competing priorities, demands, expectations and desires of ‘The Good Life’ versus the Kingdom Life left us in a tailspin.

We’ve found it so transformative to stop and reflect on where we are at, and to carve out time and space to invite God again to re-envision us with who we are to become and what our purpose is. One of the best things which our friends recommended we do was to go on a guided day retreat together where the whole focus was looking back over your journey, and praying into your future with others who were at a similar crossroads in life. He has often had to jolt us awake out of our comfort zones to get our attention, (which we didn’t welcome at the time), but it’s given us fresh eyes to see how our choices were steering us way off course from who He longed for us to be.

Mark and Lisa Scandrette describe the vision they had for their shared life together, when they first met. ‘We imagined a household of laughter, fun and deep connections. We wanted an awareness of divine purpose and presence to permeate our lives and shape our decisions. We envisioned doing meaningful work together, using our gifts to serve. We hoped to open our lives to others, especially to those who struggle and suffer. And we desired to live gratefully, creatively and sustainably.’

They go on to say ‘the revelation of Jesus opened up new horizons for what it meant to be human and consequently new possibilities for families. Jesus described this as the reality of the kingdom of God, or a life of shalom, wholeness or harmony under God’s care. It’s the kind of life we were created for, in which we find our truest identity as God’s beloved children, learn to work as agents of healing, act from a sense of abundance and trust, relate to one another from a greater source of love, and experience peace and power in the midst of the stresses and struggles of life.’

What words would you use to describe the thriving you desire for your family?

Have you ever had a vivid vision which excited you and propelled you in a certain direction?

Do you feel you are living out that vision now or has your life taken you on a diversion?

Have you felt conflicting desires or demands have created a gap between where you envisioned you would be as a family in this stage of life and the reality of how things are? What are those conflicting or competing expectations or demands?

Can we carve out some time this week to pray that God, who is ‘the lifter of my head’ would give us a fresh vision for who He wants us to become this year?




Reality check

So how was Christmas for you? And what are your plans for the New year?

I am a great believer in making New Years resolutions. The problem is I struggle to remember and therefore..ermm…action the changes I’ve resolved to make. I get so frustrated at the mahoosive discrepancy between my aspirations, intentions and my actions. Why can’t I do what I so want and intend to do – as a Jesus follower, a wife, a mum, a daughter, a sister, a godparent, a friend, a community member, a global neighbour?

Anyone relate or is it just me?

What are your expectations, hopes or dreams for 2018?

Get fitter? Or just attempt to get off the sofa?

To read more and scroll less?

Become a domestic superfood cooking goddess? Or just eat less cake?

Read the bible in a year? Or excavate your bible from under the floordrobe?

Never ever yell at your kids? Or not in view of the neighbours anyway?

Have a marriage full of romance, passion and adventure? Or at least have a date night once a week?

Ever wonder if your New Years resolutions will become ‘rollovers’ like the ones you didn’t quite achieve last year?  How many of your great expectations, like mine, have morphed into grating reality?

I always had a childhood dream of swimming with dolphins. In 1996 I spent 9 months teaching in a school in Uganda. We had a month off for the holidays and travelled by train through Kenya, Tanzania and down to the Victoria Falls on the  Zambia/ Zimbabwe border. One highlight of the trip was the chance to get to swim with dolphins off the Zanzibar coast. The day came, the boatman arrived, the dolphin pod was in sight, and we set sail with bright sun overhead, a calm glasslike sea and uncontainable excitement in our bellies.

And then everything changed. The sun disappeared behind dark grey clouds. The cool breeze became a howling wind and the calm waves whipped up into angry white horses lashing against our boat. Torrential rain pelted us, and thunder and lightning turned our dream into a bit of a nightmare. The boatman looked terrified as his boat began to take on water and had to be continually emptied with a leaky bucket.

Two of my braver friends were determined not to be deterred by the changed circumstances. They courageously leapt into the wild waves, dived under the surface to find the dolphins, and fulfilled their dream! (even though they couldn’t see them as clearly as they would have liked to).

The rest of us clung to the side of the boat trying to stop ourselves from throwing up, crying or both. Expectation and reality couldn’t have been further apart.

As we head into a new year, and leave 2017 behind what are our aspirations, intentions or expectations?

What are we passionate about pursuing despite curveballs, disappointments or changing circumstances that come our way?

We don’t know what the sudden changes in economic, political, medical or familial climate will bring.

2017 has taught me to expect the unexpected. In the good and the bad. The joy as well as the pain. The miracles as well as the mundane. God’s faithfulness through all the twists and turns of 2017 has also taught me that its more important than ever to make every moment count. To not wait for the perfect day. To not wait for clouds to pass, but to courageously leap into the wild waves, (as my brave friends did on the leaky boat in Zanzibar), and not be deterred from pursuing the passions and purpose which we’ve been created to pursue.

So what are those passions and purposes going to look like for you and your family, and me and my family this year? Which waves might we have to plunge into?

As parents or godparents, aunties and uncles, friends, community members and global neighbours, how can we help our children, or those we influence, to navigate the storms and disappointments of life, as well as celebrate life’s miracles and surprises?

What could it look like to create a thriving family culture this year?

Family may mean parents and children but may mean a community of friends or wider church family group. What could it mean to help each other stay focused on our goals, and live from our values? To help each other to be undeterred by life’s challenges and able to sustain turbulence, sudden storms and unmet expectations?

I have just finished an incredible book looking at this very area – called ‘Belonging and Becoming ‘ by Mark and Lisa Scandrette. It is written from a Christian perspective and this radical couple hold out a compelling vision for all that family can be. They offer wisdom and insight from the joys and struggles of their own life and practical ideas for creating a healthy and deeply rooted soulful family culture. The areas they explore are: living from vision, carrying out purpose, finding a rhythm, discovering a common story, fostering connection, nurturing growth, and celebrating abundance.

I want to explore these areas here through this blog and would love your input so we can journey and learn together.  If you are keen to explore how to create a thriving family culture in 2018 then I look forward to chin wagging with you along the journey-sharing our trials and errors, our epic fails as well as our edited highlights.

My prayer for 2018 is that despite the changing weather, the curveballs or disappointments which will inevitably come our way, we will experience God’s ‘immeasurably more than all we ask for or even imagine.’ Ephesians 3:20

He is the one who calms our souls despite the storms of life, and says ‘Peace, Be Still.’ as we step out with Him to face whatever adventure lies ahead.

Thanks for sharing the Advent-ure

Welcome to day 22 – the final day of the Living Advent Calendar. We started off our journey with an interactive beach hut advent calendar experience, with real doors being opened each day, so that people could go beyond a fleeting bite sized chocolate version – and step in to savor the real McCoy. In the same vein, each day we have opened a door to uncover an inspirational life – an ordinary person opening real doors of hope, love, peace and justice to others in extraordinary ways.

What has been quite a surprise to me on this advent-ure is that instead of running out of people for each of the doors (a very real worry as I realised what I’d committed myself to about a week after starting!) – I have run out of doors! I could carry on opening doors to share stories for many more days – as there are so many inspirational lives to discover! Ordinary people who are defiantly hopeful in the face of despair, joyful in the face of pain and serving others selflessly despite their own great needs.

They come from all over the world, are old and young, male and female, and from all walks of life, serving in a myriad of different ways. But one thing brings them all together. They are living Advent calendars – who daily open real doors of hope, love, justice and peace to others because they do life with the one who Christmas is all about. They step into the suffering of others, just like Emmanuel, God with us, who stepped into our world and daily opens his arms to embrace us and call us beloved. They serve because they know the servant king who chose to serve not to be served. Bringing light into darkness, warmth into coldness and hope into despair.

Christmas will be different for lots of us this year. There will be heavy hearts as we light the candles. There will be empty chairs at many tables. There will be tears among the laughter and chatter.  I hope that this living Advent journey has been a reminder that in the midst of loss and pain and sadness, there is still hope and joy and gladness for all the good, all the love, all the light, and the ‘life in all its fulness’ that Jesus brings.

This Advent journey was inspired by my very special mum who we lost to cancer this year. Mum was a living Advent calendar person – opening her heart and her home so that strangers soon became friends and friends soon felt like family.  The memories of her practical love in action, flowing from her servant heart, continue to impact and challenge me every single day.

Even in her last few weeks in the hospice, she was looking out for the needs of others despite her own situation. She organised a food bank delivery for someone who was struggling. She chose to write cheery poems and uplifting messages on her little board when her voice no longer functioned. She chose to roll her sleeves up to weed and plant bulbs in the hospice garden so that others could enjoy the beautiful blooms in the spring.

She, like the other people we have opened doors to discover each day, walked with the one who we celebrate tomorrow.  The one who works miracles in the mundane. Who sees beauty in the broken. Who forgives those who persecute him. Who can bring joy despite pain. Who brings courage that overcomes fear. Who lights up the darkness. Who daily opens up his arms in a loving embrace to offer us love, hope, peace and joy – no matter what circumstances we find ourselves in.

William Parks said ‘Christmas is not just a day, an event to be observed and speedily forgotten. It is a spirit which should permeate every part of our lives.’

John 8 v 12 ‘ I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.’

Merry Christmas!

Being Good News

Welcome to day 21 of the Living Advent Calendar. Every day we open a door to an inspirational life. Today I’d love you to meet my friend Graham Gordon, UK Director of Paz y Esperanza UK, (a Christian charity raising awareness and support for the inspiring work of human rights organisation Paz y Esperanza in Latin America). Graham shares about an incredible team opening doors of hope for deaf children and their families in Moyobamba, Peru. As a former trustee of this fantastic charity and having met some of the amazing team working in Moyobamba over ten years ago, I never cease to be inspired by their work. Over to Graham to share the story.

“Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of all the Earth. He never grows weak or weary.” (Isaiah 40 v28)

Can you remember the time when you first heard about Christmas? Possibly not, as you will have been very young, but no doubt it was one of your parents, friends or relatives who told you the story of the Christ child who came to earth to bring peace and new life for all.

So, think for a moment what life would be like if you had never heard the Good News. Or, in fact, if you couldn’t hear at all or communicate with others around you. Or if there was no way of being told by others that you are loved by God and that he sent his Son to earth to bring new life.

This is the situation of many deaf children in Peru. Children like, Talita, a young girl who has been deaf from birth and whose family could not afford a cochlear implant that would enable her to hear. This operation is only available through private healthcare that is too expensive for most Peruvian families. With no-one to teach her sign language she was isolated and had limited ways of interacting with those around her, until Paz y Esperanza started teaching her when she was five.

Orgullosos de ser Sordos

I heard about Talita just a few weeks after our elder daughter started at a school that specialises in teaching children who are deaf, and was struck by the contrast. The school has two children with hearing problems in each class, with specialised teaching support.

One of my daughter’s new friends lost her hearing when she was two years old due to an ear infection. Unlike Talita, she was able to have a cochlear implant (on the NHS) and can now hear almost as well as the other children and can interact fully with them – running, shouting, learning, singing, pushing the boundaries as you would want all children to do! The school also teaches the children that they are made in God’s image and that He loves each one of them.

“How beautiful on the mountain are the feet of those who bring Good News.” (Isaiah 52 v7)

In a concrete way Paz y Esperanza is bringing the Good News of Jesus this Christmas to the deaf children they are working with. With no other attention from the local governments, their very presence shows that these children are not forgotten but are loved like the other children.

Teaching sign language to them and their families means that they can interact with others and start to lead more normal lives. Lobbying the local authorities to provide better educational support and health services also means that more children can benefit and that together society can tackle stigma and isolation.

peru signing

It also means that teachers and family members can help these children to understand the true meaning of Christmas, maybe for the first time.

This is life-changing work and Paz y Esperanza wants to extend it to more children. Will you join with us? Our Christmas appeal this year is raising money for this work.

Please visit

To find out more about the impact of this amazing project, please watch these three videos:

Restored Relationships

Welcome to day 20 of the Living Advent Calendar. Each day we meet an ordinary person opening doors of love and hope for others in extraordinary ways. Today my friend Mandy Marshall shares about her journey from a life changing encounter in Zimbabwe to becoming the Co-Founder and Co-Director of Restored, an international Christian Alliance working to end violence against women. Over to Mandy to share her story.

‘I was in Zimbabwe. I’d just finished speaking in a church when a woman came up to me and asked to speak to me in private. We went to her house, a mud hut with thatched roof, and through the translator she started to disclose all this horrific abuse that her Christian husband was perpetrating on her. It was awful.

I asked her whether she had informed the Pastor. ‘Yes’, she said. ‘What did he say?’ I asked. ‘He told me I should pray more, submit more and stop nagging him.’ That made me so angry but there was worse to come. She added, ‘I’ve done all of that and he still beats me.’ Then the killer question came, ‘You’re the expert, what more should I do?’

My heart shattered into a million pieces. It took all of my will not to cry at that point but to advise her to try and keep herself safe in her home and community. The reality was, the church was the only ‘safe’ space for her in this rural community but this wasn’t safe at all. I was angry that the very place a person should feel safe, feel loved and cared for, had become a place of danger. Possibly even life threatening due to ignorance, misunderstanding, misinterpretation of scripture and a patriarchal culture reinforced in the church.

In the two hour journey back to the city I raged at God. I mean properly angry at God. I let rip big time. ‘Why have you allowed this to happen? When are you going to do something about it?’ I heard this calm, firm and loving voice coming back to me staying ‘When are you going to do something about it?’

I’m not one to take a challenge lightly, so continued to protest at God. ‘What can I do?’ ‘I’m just a kid from a council estate from the North West of England, who am I to try and tackle this massive issue? I’ll get nowhere. No-one will listen to me and besides I don’t have x,y, z oh and while I’m at it nor a, b and c.’ I went on to list out all the skills and experiences I would need to start to address this issue, as if God didn’t know.

God listened and for each and every protestation I placed before Him, and in return He gently reminded me of all the training, experiences, opportunities, platforms and skills I’d gained over the years, until I was left stumped. I had a choice to make. God was not going to force me to do this but I did have a choice. I could choose to carry on doing the work I was doing with Tearfund, which was making a difference and seeing change happen, or I could take a risk and work to engage the church to end violence against women, especially one of the most prevalent forms, domestic abuse.

In that moment I could almost tangibly feel God sharing the hurt and pain of the suffering that this woman had endured and millions like her. It was utterly heart breaking. I chose to take a risk and began taking steps to set up ‘Restored’ – a charity working to engage the church to end violence against women.

Founded in 2010 Restored aims to answer two questions, ‘Where is the church?’ and ‘Where are the men?’ when it comes to ending violence against women. Restored trains churches, produces free resources, has a men’s campaign called First Man Standing and works with Christian survivors of abuse via an online network and forum.

Violence against women is universal. One in every three women globally will be affected at some point in her lifetime. In the UK, one in four women is affected by domestic abuse. Violence against women takes various forms such as female infanticide in India, female genital mutilation across Africa, bride kidnapping in Central Asia, domestic abuse fuelled by machismo culture in Latin America and rape in conflict in the Congo. The list is endless.

What is important is that we recognise the underlying drivers of this very diverse pattern of abuse. These are all abuse of power, primarily male power over women.  The answer is an empowerment of women and the transformation of male attitudes and actions based around the laying down of power.  That is a profoundly spiritual as well as practical challenge.

Jesus was a man who modelled service, sacrificial love and respect for all; women and men.  Why have our models of masculinity got so far away from him?

At Restored we seek to equip churches to be able to respond effectively to survivors and perpetrators of violence.  We want churches to break the silence, shame and stigma around abuse and be safe spaces for survivors and places where abuse and stigma are challenged and there is no collusion with perpetrators.  We also mobilise men through our First Man Standing Campaign to respect women and challenge each others’ attitudes and actions.

Everyone has a part to play.  Action is needed at every level from global standards of the Sustainable Development Goals ( aka Global Goals) and norms down to our own personal behaviours in our families and communities.  The church is present in a vast number of communities worldwide and has a massive role to play.  Restored aims to equip the church to do this effectively and we have distributed over 13,000 copies of our church pack which helps church leaders and members to respond and trained the leaders and safeguarding officers  responsible for over 4,800 churches.

Together we can achieve so much more to end the scourge of violence against women.

This starts with me and you. God challenged me to step up and to act. What is God saying to you on this issue? We have a choice to make. What will yours be?

Here are some ways in which you could play your part:

  1. Check yourself. Are there any attitudes and behaviours towards women that you need to change? Ask God to reveal areas that need to be put right.
  2. Feel like you don’t know enough? No worries, download Restored’s free church pack and read on.
  3. Short on time? Watch Restored’s Myths of Abuse clip here
  4. Donate to Restored on a regular basis. Restored can only do what it does with people like yourself giving to enable the work to happen. Can you give the price of a take away drink per week to this work?

Giving your all

Welcome to day 19 of the Living Advent Calendar. Every day we open a door to discover an inspirational life. Today my dear friend Andy Flannagan, fellow Northern Irish exile, Executive Director of Christians in Politics, author of ‘Those who Show Up’ and incredible singer songwriter, shares a story of a woman whose life has impacted him recently. Over to Andy to tell us more…

‘There is a woman who opened up a door of understanding for me this Advent. You may know her story. These words are taken from the Bible in Mark chapter 12.

“41 Jesus sat down opposite the place where the offerings were put and watched the crowd putting their money into the temple treasury. Many rich people threw in large amounts. 42 But a poor widow came and put in two very small copper coins, worth only a few cents.
43 Calling his disciples to him, Jesus said, “Truly I tell you, this poor widow has put more into the treasury than all the others. 44 They all gave out of their wealth; but she, out of her poverty, put in everything—all she had to live on.”

It’s the percentage that seems to matter to Jesus.

And it’s also the motive rather than the end product that seems to matter to Jesus. After all “man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart” (1 Sam 16:7) Or to put it another way, social media judges by the number of ‘Likes’ you have on display. God judges by what’s not on display.

To underline the point about motive, it’s worth pointing out that no-one’s giving is buying Jesus’ favour here, whether with a huge cheque or a few pence. He isn’t awarding salvation credits. He is simply pointing out that from his perspective, ‘more’ is a calculation he makes based on the internal rather than the external. You don’t count coins to work out who has given ‘more’. You don’t count Twitter followers to work out who is ‘more’ significant. You don’t count church members to see which pastors are ‘more’ effective.

But we do.

And it gets worse. What if the widow’s mite story is speaking to me not just about my wallet but my whole life? What if it was about every gift that I’ve been given?

With that framing I started to imagine Jesus asking me and asking our culture some probing questions like these…

Why do you applaud and idolise the elite athlete who was given so much natural talent, yet ignore the child giving every ounce to make it onto the B team?

Why do you celebrate the authors and musicians bestowed with incredible gifts, yet walk on past the parent curating beautiful, creative, playful activities for their children?

Why do you laud the preachers and teachers endowed with excellent communication skills but ignore those ‘normal people’ who are just blessing their neighbours with conversation that persuades them of the kingdom?

How could we start rating the world with Jesus’ system rather than ours? Sadly my metric in social settings often involves these unspoken questions –

Is that person worth talking to?
How could they benefit me?
Why might they be useful to know?

We genuflect to those who may grant us favours. Spend any time at drinks receptions in business, media, politics or the arts and you will see everyone hovering in the vicinity of the ‘power people’. The school playground is no different.

So I believe this story is about more than money. But it is also still about money. To get specific, studies bear out the truth that those with less give more (in relative terms). As a percentage, people with less money, give more of it away to charitable causes then those with more. Jesus is affirming this beautiful reality, but why is it so?

We hail the great philanthropists as if they are on a higher moral and spiritual plane. We applaud the person who is able to comfortably give once they have made their fortune. It seems like Jesus is more excited about the person who can give while they are still working to make their fortune, or who know they never will.

Don’t get me wrong. I am not critiquing those who give incredible amounts of money to great causes. I am glad they do. I probably wouldn’t have had a few of my jobs if they didn’t. I am critiquing our infatuation with those people to the detriment of affirming and encouraging those who will never make any headlines or attend any fancy fundraising dinners.

There is a beautiful phrase in Luke’s telling of the story. Jesus says that the widow “gave out of her poverty”. Perhaps the most toxic thing that arises from our infatuation (for reference – see the prosperity dream sold by Donald J. Trump that seems to blind people to everything else!) is that we start to believe that we own things, and are able to ‘give from our riches’. As mere stewards of this incredible creation we are always giving from poverty, as we categorically do not own anything that we are giving away. It is all God’s. It is all gift.

By his genius he knows we live healthier and more open-handedly when we have less to hold, and he therefore doesn’t allow us to theologically own anything. If we all could acknowledge that we are giving from poverty, it might change our mind-set, not just on our financial giving, but on the way we offer our lives. Could we live more simply to enable us to work less? Could it create more time for family and community? But specifically in our present context, could it help to release the grip that finances and status have on our sense of who we are?

The more we worship at the altar of productivity and end product, the harder it is to hear the voice of a downwardly mobile God, whispering to us that it’s about means as much as ends.

We have to actively choose to honour this God-man called Jesus, this ‘less-productive-than-he-could-have-been-with-the-right-management’ kind of guy, who to be honest will mess up our careers and prospects with his trajectory.

For he is like the widow. He didn’t just offer a percentage of his life. He gave all of it.’

To continue to be inspired and challenged by Andy you can find his truly brilliant book and album by following the links below.


From Maasai Land With Love

Welcome to day 18 of the Living Advent Calendar. Every day we meet an ordinary person opening real doors of love and hope to others in extraordinary ways. Today I’d love to introduce you to my lovely friends Becca and Hennie, who moved from London to Kenya with their three children, to live alongside, love and serve the Maasai community there. Over to Becca to share their story today.

‘We’ve been living among a remote Maasai community for eight years now. How did we end up living on the very margins of Kenya with our three little children… where the nearest supermarket is four hours drive away?

Well about 10 years ago both Hennie and I woke up one morning with an overwhelming desire to pack a suitcase, get on a plane and go. We had been supporting a small charity working in the area for a few years but never imagined we could live there! I can only say this must be what people say is being ‘called’.

Over the course of two years, including having our third child, we undertook training and put plans in place to move our lives and our children from London to Kenya. The last eight years haven’t been easy but we have had the enormous privilege of seeing God doing amazing things.

“The Kingdom of Heaven is like a mustard seed planted in a field. It is the smallest of all seeds, but it becomes the largest of garden plants; it grows into a tree, and birds come and make nests in its branches.” Matthew 13:31

This kingdom principle is one that we have truly seen at work here in Maasai land.

A tiny school of 20 children in a wooden shack has grown to a school of over 200 children with eight classrooms, a nursery and kitchen with a fab bunch of teachers who love the children and want to see them reach their full potential; as well as a feeding program providing 400 meals every day to the children and their teachers.

maasai academy

We became involved with the school when our children pleaded with us to send them there so they could make friends. We were concerned about their education and were very nervous about them going to a tiny school in the African bush… was it going to be good enough, when they could have been going to a nice school in the UK? We felt God challenge us to send our children there and get behind the school as He was also concerned for His children too!

This decision has transformed our time in Maasai land and helped us to build wonderful and real relationships with the local people – identifying with their needs and being part of bringing a hope and future. Our kids are also fluent in Swahili!

taliah at school

Funding the school has been tricky, but we have seen God’s provision over and over again. The parents contribute what they can – which isn’t much – sometimes a bag of maize or beans and a few shillings. So, this is where the Maasai beadwork comes in…

My background is in art and design and I immediately connected with the Maasai women’s creativity through their intricate and beautifully unique beadwork. With just one talented widow and a few beads we began a beadwork project which has grown to over 20 women who employ at least one or two women each to help them. We have an online shop and sell to many different countries around the world.

moran and beadworkWe employ vulnerable women, mainly widows, who can now feed and clothe their families and send their children to school. We are able to channel any profits back into the school to help towards sustainability and also help pay the secondary school fees of some girls who would otherwise undergo FGM (female genital mutilation) and be married off at a really young age.

We also run a clinic which aims to reach the most remote and vulnerable people with little access to healthcare. We’re trying to focus on prevention rather than just continuing to treat very basic and preventable illnesses. Waterborne diseases are very common in this community as water is collected from streams which are shared with animals and where they bathe and wash their clothes. So, to tackle this problem we have managed to pipe water from a spring to the most vulnerable areas – 2000 Maasai now have access to clean water.

The community also struggle with malnutrition during the dry times of the year so with the little bit of land near our house we’ve managed to create a vegetable garden which we have developed and irrigated to produce food even when there is no rain. We’ve now rented the area next to it as well so we can produce even more food. By January we will be providing 10,000 meals every month from the veg we grow with the Maasai.

So, with the little we started with God has been faithful and multiplied everything in abundance! We live in a joyful and thriving community who know that they are loved by their creator.

If you would like to support us as a family you can click on the link below: