Archive for the “Testimony” category

God to the rescue

by i.burgess on September 23, 2010

So today I have been looking through Psalm 3 in preparation for a small group bible study this Sunday. I help to run the youth group at the Church I work at (narrowly avoided calling myself a ‘youth pastor’ there, did you notice?). This Sunday I am going to share my story with the young [...]

God doesn’t do ‘ordinary’

by i.burgess on August 11, 2010

Yesterday I was driving down the Shepton Mallat for a youth conference. Soul Survivor is one of the largest Christian youth conferences in the country with something near 25,000 young people attending one of three conferences back to back. I was driving down representing Scripture Union to promote their devotional and bible study resources. The [...]

Green Day Gospel

by i.burgess on June 22, 2010

Green Day are pretty much my favourite band. No, I’m not fifteen but that was when I first started to like them. The hit album, American Idiot, was released when I was growing up. I can still sing it ll the way through, more or less word-for word. At that age, I realise now, that God [...]

Cracked

by i.burgess on May 20, 2010

Someone really hurt me, recently. At the moment I don’t think I’m going to speak to that person again. They hurt me pretty bad. And I hurt them, too. My hurt-ness overspilled like burning lava and scalded them. The bitterness and hate, anger and frustration spread like a viral infection. I was hurting so much, [...]

Her Name was Veronica

by i.burgess on February 7, 2010

Today I met an elderly lady at a church I was preaching at. This is her story. As a younger woman, she was in hospital, ill, near death. Her husband was in the process of leaving her with three children to take care of. Her illness led to her becoming isolated, alone. After years of [...]

My testimony (Or how I came to be where I am)

by i.burgess on October 18, 2009

For those who missed it first time: I was never a popular kid at school. I can distinctly remember always feeling like an outcast, like I didn’t belong. As an 11 year old kid, secondary school is a scary place. For a variety of reasons I was never with the ‘in’ crowd. In fact I [...]