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MY JOINT BANK ACCOUNT WITH JESUS

August 22, 2026August 21, 2026 joymargetts

Money isn’t something Christians talk about much. Generally. Unless there is a sermon on tithing when the church is running short of funds. Or an appeal for giving when there are people in need, or a building in need. We tend to skirt around the subject of finances – they are personal after all, aren’t they? What we do with our money is our business, surely?

Well yes, and no. Because as Joy Vee argues, in her challenging new book My Joint Bank Account with Jesus, there is Someone besides us who should be having a say in how we use our money. After all He gave it all to us in the first place!

A Living Relationship

I have read books and heard sermons before on good stewardship, and on generosity. You know the ones that you come away from feeling guilt ridden and ready to give it all away to the first person in need you come across. Joy’s book isn’t that. Instead, it is a gentle invitation to invite Jesus into everything, every decision, whether it be money, business, or the thousand other choices we have to make as we go through life. It is about having a living relationship with Him that flows into every part of our lives. One where we can prove His wisdom, His provision, His faithfulness to us, and find joy in it all. Even the giving!

What impacted me most as I read this book, was that every point Joy makes is based on her and her family’s lived experience. She gives really practical ideas of how to practice inviting Jesus into our everyday decisions and then backs those up with stories of God’s often miraculous provision. You can trust that she knows what she is writing about. And everything is backed up with scripture.

Easy to read?

In one sense it is a very easy to read book. It is divided up into short, themed sections, and beautifully illustrated by Anna Hewett-Rakthanee. There are questions to ponder and helpful suggestions. There is also a section at the back with questions that could be used in a small group setting.

In another sense it is not an easy book to read. It is thought provoking and challenging. It invites you to look at your life and how you manage money, to best glorify God and help build His kingdom, but not in a condemning way. As it promises – it describes a fresh way of looking at our finances with an invitation to practise the presence of Jesus in every area of our lives. That there is an adventure to be had with Jesus in everything.

I highly recommend this book to you, and not just because I know the author, and have seen the authenticity of what the book describes displayed in her life. I think it is a little book that could change lives – perhaps even mine!

MY JOINT BANK ACCOUNT WITH JESUS by JOY VEE is published by Broad Place Publishing.

RRP £6.99 – £7.99 ISBN B0HBWD55K2 85PP

Available to purchase from the Publisher here

Amazon Link here

You can find out more about the author, Joy Vee at www.joyvee.org

Joy Margetts is a published author and blogger. Her heart is to share God’s heart for the broken; His love that pursues us, truth that frees us and hope that heals us. Her novels are set in medieval Wales against the backdrop of Cistercian abbey life, and tell stories of faith, hope and God’s redemptive power. She has also published two devotionals based on the person and work of Jesus.

More information on Joy, and her books can be found here

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HOLDING ON WHEN GOD WANTS US TO LET GO

July 28, 2026July 27, 2026 joymargetts

I have been reminded today about how we so easily hold on to shame, to pain, to negative emotions. We can even let those things define us, or at the very least, steal our peace.

A woman anoints Jesus

I was reading the account of the woman who came and anointed Jesus with her tears and precious oil, whilst He was reclining at table in Simon the Pharisee’s house. (Luke 7:36-50) As I read I saw something that I hadn’t seen before. She, a known sinner, had come weeping and broken, to lavish her adoration on Jesus. He perceived Simon’s judgement of her and told a parable about two debtors, one who owned a much larger amount than the other. Which, He asked Simon, when forgiven their debt, would love the one who forgave them more? The one who owed more, he replied.

Jesus implied that the woman pouring out her love on Him, did so because she knew how much she had been forgiven. And yet it isn’t until after she has anointed Him that He turns to her and says the words, ‘Your sins are forgiven.’

Confused

I was confused. Was this woman’s act one of repentance – or one of gratitude? Did she come broken and weeping because she knew she needed forgiveness, or with tears of joy because she knew she had been forgiven?

So, I asked God about it.

The answer He gave made perfect sense. She came both repentant and thankful. She knew Jesus could forgive her, had forgiven her, but she was still sorrowful over her sin. He spoke forgiveness over her again – not just as a witness to those listening, but as a public reassurance that she was indeed free from her past. Her faith in Him had done it all – she could go in peace. She needed to accept what He had done for her.

A dog with a toy

Shame can bring such brokenness into our lives. Our sin choices can leave us thinking less of ourselves, despising ourselves even. Pain can cling to us – perhaps because of things done to us, or things we have had to endure. Offense, unforgiveness, trauma. These things can steal our peace.

As I was thinking and praying through these things, my dog was trying to get my attention. Now she is very cute, and we love her dearly, so of course I welcomed her into my space. She brought with her a battered squeaky toy in the shape of a gingerbread man – one of her favourite playthings. A game ensued. She handed it to me but wouldn’t let it go. We had to do a bit of tug o’ war before she would relinquish it, and then I would throw it some distance away. Immediately she dashed over and picked it up, bringing it back to me, and starting the whole process over again. Playful tugging and pulling, finally giving up, waiting for me to throw it, and then retrieving it and bringing it back.

Reluctant to let go

I realise God had given me the perfect illustration. Sometimes we come to Him with our burdens, the things we know we would like to be free of. We come in trust and love, but as He reaches out to take them from us, we instinctively grab on tightly and tug them back. Finally, He persuades us to release them and He throws them away. But we can’t help ourselves – we go running after them and take hold of them again. When He just wants us to leave them where He threw them!

I think this particularly applies to guilt and shame. Maybe, like that woman in Luke 7, we can’t quite believe that God’s mercy and grace are so vast that we can be forgiven, however great our sin. Perhaps we feel so undeserving of His forgiveness that we struggle to fully accept it. Holding onto shame feels right, because it reminds us of how unworthy we are, and how perfectly good He is.

But that is not what He wants for us. It wasn’t what Jesus wanted for that woman. He wanted her to walk out of the room knowing that she was free, cleansed, made perfect and whole, because of her faith in Him. He wanted her to be at peace – in the depths of her soul, and to go on living in that peace.

What am I holding on to?

So I wonder if this speaks to you, as it has to me?

What am I holding on to that God wants me to give over to Him?

Is it shame, or some other painful thing? A burden that I carry because I feel I deserve it?

He whispers,

‘Give it to me. It is done. Let it go. Go in peace.’

image shows a frame surrounded by flowers on a pink background. Within the frame are the words of 2 Corinthians 5 verse 17.

More information on Joy, and her books can be found here

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DWELLING IN THE PSALMS

June 24, 2026June 24, 2026 joymargetts

Every now and then you come across a book that just blesses your socks off!

I love the Psalms. For years now, and during some of the toughest seasons of my life, I have gone to the Psalms daily. They are a place of refuge, of comfort and of encouragement. Maybe it is because I am a writer, and love putting my feelings into words, that I can equate so much with the honest outpourings of the psalmists. In their words, their cries of despair, their shouts of praise, their quiet whispers of trust, I can hear my own words.

God can handle our messiness

I have learned that God can take the messiness of our internal strivings. He wants to hear our hearts, in all their rawness. And as we pour out on Him, He responds with kindness. He reassures us of who He is, who we are in Him, the security and safety we can find in trusting Him, His faithfulness to hear and answer our cries, to satisfy our longings. He reminds us of the power of worship, that we are created to rise above it all and praise Him continually. He declares how vital His Word is to joy-filled living, how His ways are always the best ways to walk, how His promises stand over our lives, and how quick He is to show us mercy when we fail Him. He does all of that in the Psalms.

Dwelling in the Psalms

Wandering past a bookstall at a writer’s event a few weeks ago, I was drawn to pick up a copy of ‘Dwelling in the Psalms’ by Pat Marsh. After all, that described what I had been practicing for years. The book is subtitled ‘A Healing Journey’ and I knew the truth of that. I know I have found healing for my soul in the Psalms. I bought the book and brought it home.

I honestly didn’t know how much this book would bless me!

Because I have read the Psalms for years, many of them are familiar. Even too familiar, if you understand what I mean. Nice words, easy to remember, read at important events, or to start a worship service. What Pat does is make you stop and pause and sit, dwell, in the actual words of each Psalm. To think about what they are saying to you personally, and pray for God to make those truths real to you.

God speaks

For each Psalm, the author takes you through four stages. First she selects a few verses to focus on, then she gives her own interpretation of what the Psalm is saying. Then you are invited into a reflection to make you think deeper, followed by the words of a prayer in response.

What I love about this, is that on any given day God will use a different aspect of the study to speak to me. Sometimes it is Pat’s interpretation – putting the Psalm into her own words, sometimes it is the reflection, often it is the prayer.

An example

Let me give you an example from a familiar Psalm, by sharing snippets of what the author writes about it.

Interpretation: ‘In the uncertain terrain of life where dangers lurk at every bend and good grazing is sparse, the Good Shepherd watches over His flock, guides and protects them… His goodness and love pursues them relentlessly…and leads them tenderly to the quiet living waters where they may flourish in peace.’

Reflection: ‘Shepherding in biblical times… was a demanding and vital role: without the constant care and protection of the shepherd, the sheep would not survive’, ‘the Shepherd God: a fearsome protector who will guide us through whatever real or imagined dangers that threaten us…’

Prayer: ‘When I cannot see the way, Lord show me. When I thirst for more of You, fill me. And when tiredness overwhelms me, give me the quiet rest of a peaceful heart.’

This beautiful book has so blessed me, can I encourage you to get a copy for yourself!

Dwelling in the Psalms, A Healing Journey, by Pat Marsh.

Published by Kevin Mayhew RRP £9.95 -£15.95

Available to purchase direct from author here

Direct from publisher Eden books Amazon

Joy Margetts is a published author and blogger. Her books are works of Christian Historical fiction. Set in medieval Wales against the backdrop of Cistercian abbey life, they tell stories of faith, hope and God’s redemptive power. She has also written two non-fiction devotionals. More information on Joy, and her books can be found here

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Shared DNA of family and faith

June 14, 2026June 13, 2026 joymargetts

We have recently experienced growth in our little home-based business – that is – we are now regularly looking after all three of our grandchildren at once. We have been anticipating the growth for a while, and now that it is a reality we have been surprised at how well we have coped – mostly!

Shared DNA but different

Our three grandchildren are very different, despite their shared DNA. They are different ages, at different stages of development, and different in their interests and abilities. The eldest is 5, intelligent, inquisitive, quick to learn, loves spending hours drawing and colouring, is very precise and exact, enjoys being outdoors whenever he can. The middle one is less precise and exact, especially with her colouring. She can flit from thing to thing, doesn’t really appreciate the outdoors as much, loves playing shops, or babies, dances and sings with abandon. A true free spirit. The youngest – well he is nearly 1 and we don’t know exactly what he likes most – except food, and music videos – and being with his siblings.

A place of familiarity and safety

Last time they were all here, our usually content youngest was not so happy. We had tried to get him to have his well needed afternoon sleep, and it hadn’t gone to plan. He was grouchy and upset and cried the most we have ever heard him. Walking him around didn’t help, proffered snacks didn’t help, cuddles didn’t help, until I carried him back into the lounge where his brother and sister were busy playing together. The minute he saw them he stopped crying. We put on a music video and he went to sleep. He just wanted to be with his siblings.

Image is phot of a baby crawling through an open doorway

It got me thinking about the power of shared DNA. Of course it isn’t just genetics that binds our three grandchildren together. They are family; they live together, play together, have meals together, have the same parents. Being together is a place of familiarity and safety for them. They love each other very much.

Out of church

My husband and I have been out of church for a while. It wasn’t something we had anticipated or wanted. It was just something that happened, and with it came grief, pain and hurt. We were both brought up in the church; I am a Pastor’s kid, he the son of an Elder. We loved church and all it meant. We had given our lives to serving it. Being out of church was tough, but it was also necessary. God used those months to do a healing work in both of us. But we missed the community, the shared experiences of God, the social aspects of church. We missed our brothers and sisters.

A new family

Just recently God has led us to be a part of a new church fellowship. It is already feeling safe, and loving and joyous. We find ourselves back in a family, and it feels good. God’s heart has always been for family, both physical and spiritual. He knows we need each other to truly grow and thrive.

Are we all the same? No of course not. We are a group of people with very different personalities, giftings, levels of spiritual maturity. Will we always agree about everything? Probably not. My grandchildren certainly don’t play nicely together all the time. But they still love each other and want to be together.

A more powerful shared DNA

The shared DNA that I have with my church family is so much more powerful than human genetics. We have all been adopted into God’s family through the blood of Jesus. We all have His Spirit living in us. We share Him. We also share a vision that He has independently put on our hearts for what church might look like, and how it could impact our community.

Image of a three people standing together, the hands on each others shoulders. inside a church — Image courtesy of Canva

I am glad to be back in church. I know that maintaining unity will sometimes be a battle. I believe that it will be worth it though. My brothers and sisters are precious to me, and I want them to always feel safe with me, and I with them. God has given this family to me, and calls me to love them, bear with them, forgive them, encourage them, and be thankful for them. God grant me the grace to do all that.

Therefore, as the elect of God, holy and beloved, put on tender mercies, kindness, humility, meekness, longsuffering; bearing with one another, and forgiving one another, if anyone has a complaint against another; even as Christ forgave you, so you also must do. But above all these things put on love, which is the bond of perfection. And let the peace of God rule in your hearts, to which also you were called in one body; and be thankful. Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom, teaching and admonishing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord. And whatever you do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through Him.

Colossians 3: 12-17

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WHAT ARE YOU SAYING? (the power of words)

April 21, 2026May 20, 2026 joymargetts

What are you saying?

Do you ever get the feeling God is trying to tell you something? Perhaps you only really get it when He uses several different sources to say the same thing? I guess when He does speak this way, then you really need to take notice, and respond appropriately.

My grandson’s ‘naughty’ words

My grandson is almost 5, and being at school every day he has picked up some unwelcome habits. One of these is to take great pleasure in using ‘naughty’ words. Now I am not talking expletives here, more ‘toilet humour’ – a fascination with certain body parts and functions. Funny more than shocking, to him particularly. And generally used for effect – most noticeably to get our attention, or wind us up.

Sitting at the dinner table last week he suddenly started saying such words, on repeat. I admonished him gently, as did his grandfather – we know his parents are trying to discourage the behaviour. He persisted – so I went into bargaining mode. If he wanted an icecream after he had eaten his pasta, he needed to stop using words that weren’t nice. He reacted to that by placing his hands over his mouth, his eyes grinning.

‘It’s hard not to say it,’ he said, through his fingers

‘Why not try saying something nice instead? I replied. ‘Like ‘thank you for my dinner, Nana’, or ‘I love you Nana’’?

He proceeded to say both, really sweetly and genuinely. It was a precious moment – especially when he continued to tell his grandad that he loved him too, and his sister – a bit more reluctantly. Hearing those words from his lips was just lovely.

Photo of a young boy exploring a full size model of an aeroplane

Be careful what you say

A few days before this, we were visited by some dear friends, both of whom hear God and love to share what He is saying. Whilst praying with us before they left, one of them looked at me pointedly and said, ‘I think that God is telling you to be careful what you say over yourself.’

I pondered on this. I do have a tendency to speak negatively about myself, especially because I live with a long-term debilitating health condition. It is all too easy to label myself; ‘I am always tired’. Or to complain about my limitations; ‘I hate that I can’t…’ Unfortunately, I do also have a tendency to talk about my circumstances in a negative way, or even about other people who have made my life difficult.

I knew God had a point. I resolved to do better.

God takes what we say seriously

And then today I read from Matthew’s gospel, chapter 12 v 33 -37. Jesus’ words struck me again – what we say is really important – what we let come out of our mouths comes from the overflow of what is in our hearts. That is a sobering thought.

‘For out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks’ v 34

‘A good man, out of the good treasure of his heart brings forth good things’ v35

Jesus also warns about idle, careless, fruitless words in these verses. He takes what we say very seriously.

What we say reflects what is in our heart. So, when I label myself, complain or moan – is that how I really feel? Does that reflect a lack of faith in God’s ability to heal and help me, to provide for me, to give good things? Is that the position of my heart or am I just not thinking about what I am saying in the moment? Worth thinking about.

What we say has power

‘Death and life are in the power of the tongue’ Prov 18:21 tells us.

I know that our words have power.

God’s word spoke creation into being. His Living Word (Jesus) brought salvation into the world. With a word Jesus could still a storm, heal, bring the dead back to life. We are made in His image, and temples of His Spirit, and what we say can change things – for good or bad.

Image shows a woman holding both hands over her mouth

What am I saying?

God repeating His message to me has reminded me that what I say can affect things. It can affect my own faith, it can affect the faith of others, it can even invite the enemy in.

‘Why not say something nice?’

What a difference it would make if I chose to always speak life over myself and my circumstances. Or speak encouragement, truth, love into the lives of others.

Perhaps there are times when I just need to stop speaking, put my hands over my mouth, and whisper through my fingers, ‘It is hard, God.’

I think He knows.

Set a guard, O Lord, over my mouth;
Keep watch over the door of my lips. Psalm 141:3

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GOD CAN HANDLE OUR QUESTIONS WHY

March 22, 2026March 21, 2026 joymargetts

My eldest grandson comes to play at Nanna’s house with his younger sister at least once a week. They love coming. They love the toys, the snacks, our garden, and our company. This last week they came as usual, but things were a bit different. Having injured my back and being still in recovery mode, I was not as active as I usually am. I couldn’t get down on the floor to play or join in kicking the ball in the garden. I was cautious and careful and less present. Our boy must have picked up on this. As the time came for last cuddles before we took them home, he came bounding over, and as he usually does, proceeded to try and climb up onto my lap. That was too much for my poor aching body, and I gently repositioned him to sit beside me on the sofa instead.

‘Oh Nana,’ he said with exasperation. ‘Why do you have to be so old?’

Frustration

Now I could have taken offense. I am in fact the youngest of all four of his grandparents – by some way! But in that moment, I did actually feel old. The pain in my back and legs has left me hobbling and exhausted, acting older. He wasn’t wrong.

I could have been angry at his disrespect. I dare say if his parents had been there a rebuke would have followed. But instead, I smiled, laughing to myself. He wasn’t being rude; he was just as frustrated as I was that we couldn’t have our usual cuddle and voiced it in a way that made sense to him.

I don’t think he was expecting me to answer either.

As I drew him closer and tucked a cosy blanket around him, he leaned into me as we watched a favourite video together. I knew he wasn’t really upset with me, just with the circumstances. He still loved me and knew that I loved him.

Photo of two small children sitting on a rug in the garden with a grandparent

Asking God ‘why?’

As I have been mulling over this little incident, God has been speaking.

How many times have I asked God ‘why?’. How many times have accusations against Him popped into my mind? When things happen that I don’t like, or don’t understand. When He doesn’t seem to be answering my prayers, or responding in the way I want Him to? Even in the last few weeks where the back pain has limited what I can do, made me feel really low, gone on longer than I hoped. When people have been praying for my healing, and it hasn’t seemed to have made any difference. There have been times when the temptation to blurt out my exasperation at God has found voice.

Psalm 22

I love the Psalms, because the Psalmist is so human. So many times we hear him ask questions of God and be honest about his feelings. This last week I read Psalm 22 again. It is well known to be the Psalm that foretells much of Christ’s suffering on the cross. Jesus quoted from it as He hung in agony,

My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?
Why are You so far from helping Me,
And from the words of My groaning?

The Psalm talks of intense human pain, but it is not all negative. In fact, the verses describing suffering are interspersed with ‘buts’ as the Psalmist reminds us, and himself, of the character and faithfulness of God.

But You are holy,
Enthroned in the praises of Israel.
Our fathers trusted in You;

But You are He who took Me out of the womb;

From My mother’s womb
You have been My God.

And it ends with a celebration of answered prayer,

For He has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted;
Nor has He hidden His face from Him;
But when He cried to Him, He heard.

Image of a Bible open to the book of Psalms

God can handle it

Now I would not dare to compare my back pain to the suffering that Christ endured, but I do take comfort from His Word. I have endured tougher times than this before and I have questioned God. But my testimony has been that He is faithful, He does answer prayer, He does deliver and heal, He can be trusted.

So, if in a moment of exasperation, I want to cry out ‘Why, God?’, it is OK. God can handle it. He won’t take offense. He might gently chide me but not in anger. He won’t punish me by pulling away. Instead, He pulls me closer and holds me tighter. He whispers words of understanding and love. He reminds me of His goodness, His faithfulness, the hope I have in His promises. He asks me again to trust Him, and I find my peace restored when I make the choice to do so. When I put down having to know the reasons why, and just lean into His love.

She has also written two non-fiction devotionals. More information on Joy, and her books can be found here

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EXPLORING INDEPENDENCE

March 7, 2026March 6, 2026 joymargetts

As regular readers will have gathered my grandchildren are an endless source of inspiration when it comes to this blog! So often God speaks to me through them, and usually it is a really timely word. Today is no different.

A spirit of independence

Our eldest grandson is almost 5. He is at school full time and growing up quick. One of the signs that he is growing up is that he is definitely developing a very strong will. A spirit of independence is emerging – a demand to have things his way. Sometimes what he asks for is reasonable and we can accommodate his wishes. Other times his demands are far less reasonable, and even non-sensical to our adult understanding. We can’t magic up a replacement when he refuses to wear the jumper his mum has packed into his bag. It may not be the jumper he wants to wear – but until we take him home, it is what he must wear. Or get cold.

His frustration sometimes shows itself outwardly. There are loud tears and even a bit of thrashing about. He can’t, or won’t, hear what we are saying when we try to explain why he can’t have exactly what he wants when he wants it. Does it mean that we don’t love him? Of course not. Does it mean that we don’t want him to be happy? No. It just means that he has to accept that not everything is going to go his way.

Image shows a small boy wearing overalls and a woolly hat. He is grinning.

Things don’t always go the way we want

Life is like that. As we grow older, more and more we have to accept that things don’t always go the way we want them too. We have our own desires, our free will, our independence, our ability to make choices for ourselves. But still we don’t always get what we think we want, even when those are good things.

We have a Father in heaven who loves us intimately, and cares deeply for us. He loves to bless us and give us good things. He also created us with free will, the ability to make independent choices and decisions. Sometimes we get it wrong. We take the wrong path or ask for the wrong things. Sometimes difficult things happen to us, or we have to experience going without the things that we think will make us content.

There are times when I have cried loudly, thrashed about a bit, railed at God. Usually, it is when I just don’t understand. Like my grandson, my understanding is limited. I struggle to see why I must endure unpleasant things. Why suffering must come to me or those I love. I know God knows why, that He sees the bigger picture, that His ways are higher than mine. And I have had to learn to trust Him, even when there are no answers.

Tantrums only hurt me

I have just navigated a season of loss with God. It has been tough, and healing is still in progress. During this time, I haven’t screamed and cried much at God, even when it really hurt. Through previous life experience I have learnt that reacting that way doesn’t actually do me any good. Just as my grandson’s tantrums only really hurt him. I am the one who suffers more if I don’t deal well with disappointment. If I do have a moment of anger or frustration, I know that God will be patient with me. He looks on in love and waits for me to work it out. If I sit in the negativity, I sacrifice the peace He is offering me. My self-pity steals my joy and can lead to hopelessness and despair.

Trusting God to know what is best

Our loving Father in heaven knows that we can’t always have all that we want. He knows that we are going to have to endure hard things, have our independence curtailed. He knows and He cares. I love my grandson, and I want him to give him everything that he asks for. I also know that it wouldn’t be healthy for him if I did. Isn’t it good that we can trust a perfect Father to know what is for our best and what is not?

After the storm has passed there is a quiet resolution. A cuddle and a few soft words and everything is settled. Our boy knows that us loving him doesn’t mean that we will always give in to him. He remembers all the love (and the things) that we have lavished him with already. He loves us and still wants to be with us.

I don’t want to be independent

I would love life to always be pain-free. Just this week we have had some more sad news. Grief has resurfaced, and the questions threaten. I have decided not to scream and rant at God, I need His peace too much. I need His loving presence close by to help me, and those I love, navigate this storm. I need to hear His soft words of comfort. He knows that I don’t like it, that I wish it could have been different. But I don’t want to be independent at the moment. I want to be fully dependent on Him, and that means using my independence, my free-will to choose to trust Him with it all.

Trust in Him at all times, you people; Pour out your heart before Him; God is a refuge for us. Selah.

Psalm 62:8

She has also written two non-fiction devotionals. More information on Joy, and her books can be found here

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BOOK REVIEW: BLESS THE WORK OF OUR HANDS

February 26, 2026April 3, 2026 joymargetts

BLESS THE WORK OF OUR HANDS Prayers and Reflections for Creatives

Author: Jane Walters

Published by: BRF ISBN 978-1800394186 RRP £9.99 – £12.99 144pp

Image of the front cover of the book, with the title and sub-title in gold on a dark green background, surrounded by gold leaves

BLURB

Pausing to think, pray and yield to God at every stage is a natural, vital element of the creative process. Bless the Work of Our Hands offers prayers, reflections, and biblical character studies to encourage Christian creatives to commit themselves and their projects to God. Written for hobbyists and paid professionals alike, playing and working in every genre, it encourages an honest, open-handed and open-hearted approach, in order that all we produce and all that we become from our creative toil may bring glory to God.

MY REVIEW

My first impression as I unwrapped my copy of Bless the Work of Our Hands was just how lovely the cover was, and what a handy size the book came in! I was excited to look inside and was not disappointed. This truly is a beautiful little book!

I am a creative, as are all of us, in some way or other. That is no surprise, as we are made in the image of a creator God (Genesis 1:27). The drive to create and produce things of beauty and worth is there inside of us, but its outworking comes in many different ways. I love to write creatively, but I also crochet, and bake, and occasionally make things out of paper. My husband takes photos, does DIY, and designs his garden. What I love about Jane’s resource is that is for everyone – however you express your creativity, and whether you do it as a paid job, or as a pastime.

Bless the Work of Our Hands comprises of a series of beautiful prayers and reflections, underpinned by relevant scriptures and the occasional biblical character study. It addresses all of the issues we might come across as we approach a creative project – from getting started, through the messy middle and to the end, with additional thoughts on helpful topics such as; yielding to the Maker, purity of motives and dealing with failure and loneliness. Whatever stage you are at in your creative journey there is encouragement for you here, an invitation to work in partnership with God, even a challenge in places.

Several of the prayers spoke to me very personally. They are written by someone who understands, who has experience, and whose heart is to bless others. One of the overriding themes of the book, which I found useful to remember, is that our creative work mirrors the work of God in our own lives. As we strive to create something of beauty, so He is at works in us – we are His masterpieces ( Ephesians 2:10).

Here is an image of one of many prayers that blessed me…

I love this book – and I can see me using it over and over again. It is just the right size to slip into my craft bag or laptop case! It offers a place to pause, mid project, to re-centre ourselves and remember that God wants to work with us, and through us, to His glory. Perhaps you know a creative who would love this book as a gift? Perhaps that creative is you! I highly recommend you get yourself a copy! It is a real treasure trove.

Image of the author holding a copy of the book

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Jane Walters is chair of the Association of Christian Writers and enjoys supporting emerging talent through leading workshops and retreats. Her twin loves are being creative as a musician, skilled textile craftworker, and qualified interior designer, and drawing on her love and understanding of scripture, communicating it honestly and accessibly. You can find out more about her here www.janewyattwalters.com

She has also written two non-fiction devotionals. More information on Joy, and her books can be found here

Bible, Christian blog, Christian faith, Christian Writer, Devotional thought, Jesus, The Word of God

BECOMING AS A CHILD

November 22, 2025November 21, 2025 joymargetts

My granddaughter is 2 and a half years old. She is growing up quickly and is developing her own little character. Sweet, gentle, caring, curious, and feisty at times. She is a delight to spend time with, a real joy – and I don’t think I am biased! She is so grown up that she has recently started to come to Nana’s house on her own, without her big brother who is now at school every day.

Play with me

What that does mean is that when she comes, everything else I was hoping to do that day will have to be put aside. ‘Play with me’ she will demand, and boldly walk away to where the toys are, expecting me to follow. It doesn’t enter her head that I might refuse to play with her. Of course I won’t! She knows that. I want to enjoy her company and if that means getting down to her level I will.

Lowering myself

And it might mean literally getting down to her level. Lowering my aging stiff body onto the carpeted floor, laying down and propping myself on an elbow, or sitting with my legs bent awkwardly beneath me. Getting low enough to engage with the lego, or the jigsaw, or the play cars, or the plastic food. I have to lower my expectations too, put aside my level of maturity and understanding, to be present with her in her imaginative games.

What use would it be to suggest a 1000-piece jigsaw, when she can only manage a 24 piece? What nonsense to suggest a complicated board game, when she can only just about play animal dominos? Those might be the things that I would prefer to do, but they are too adult for her. Becoming as a child means just that. I have to put aside my adult experience, knowledge and understanding, lower myself to be able to play her games and enjoy her company. I can teach her things as we play, but only things that are appropriate for her level of understanding.

Jesus blesses the children

I was thinking about this as I read Luke 18 : 15-17 recently. It is the passage where mothers bring their children to Jesus to be blessed and are turned away by the disciples. But Jesus won’t have it – He wants the children to come to Him. He wants to bless them and be in their company. We don’t know what He said, whether He laughed with them, played with them even. In Mark’s gospel we are told He took them in His arms and held them. (Mark 10:13-16) What a beautiful picture that is! I am sure He lowered Himself to their level somehow.

But it is what He said that resonated with me,

‘Let the little children come to Me and do not forbid them; for of such is the kingdom of God. Assuredly I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God as a little child will by no means enter it.’ Luke 18:16 -17 NKJV

In Matthew’s account He adds this,

‘Therefore, whoever humbles himself as this little child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.’ Matt 18:4 NKJV

Becoming as a child

When I think about how I have to adjust myself in order to get down to my granddaughter’s level, what Jesus said about being a part of His kingdom makes a lot of sense to me. He doesn’t want me to be childish, that is not what ‘becoming as a child’ means. He just wants me to follow His example. He who lowered Himself from heaven’s splendour to walk our sorry world. He who was willing to come down to our level, so that He could be in our company – for eternity.

Nothing compared to Him

When it comes to His kingdom, all that I think I know, however learned I am, is nothing compared to what He knows and wants to reveal to me. He wants to spend time with me, show me more of the things that are important for me to understand. That requires me to be willing to humble myself, to lower myself, to not rely on, or be proud of my own abilities and knowledge. To even put aside all the things I think I can do for Him. He wants me to have a child- like trust, that He knows better than I do, and that I am safe with Him. He might even want to change the way I think, alter the things I thought I knew. He has much to teach me.

Do I want to be ‘great in the kingdom of heaven’? I am not sure I even know what that looks like. But I do want to be pleasing to the King. I do want to spend quality time in His company. I do want to learn His ways above my own. If that means becoming as a child for that to happen, that seems a small price to pay.

She has also written two non-fiction devotionals. More information on Joy, and her books can be found here

Bible, Christian blog, Christian faith, Christian Writer, Devotional thought, Seasons of life, The Word of God

HE KNOWS BETTER THAN I

August 2, 2025August 29, 2025 joymargetts

It’s been a while since I have felt inspired to write anything that might possibly bless anyone. It has been a season where I have felt unable to share much, due to the weight of grief, loss and uncertainty that has marked it.

Then today I heard God whisper to me. I have heard Him whisper many words of comfort and encouragement during the last few months. In my spirit, through His word, through the kindness of others. But today I think He meant me to share what He said to me, with you.

Joseph’s prison

I was prompted to think about the life of Joseph ( the one with the coloured coat, not the earthly father of Jesus) by a Kingdom Story Writers Facebook post. It was a writing challenge on the biblical character, and my immediate reaction was, as it has been for months, to dismiss it. To inwardly say, ‘…not for me. This isn’t a writing season. Let others respond.’ But it seemed that God had other ideas.

The thing that came back to my memory was a scene from the animated film ‘Joseph: King of Dreams’. I haven’t watched it for years, not since my own children were small. But I vaguely remembered Joseph in his dungeon prison in Egypt, wrongly accused by Potiphar’s wife. There in the prison was a shoot of a dead branch, with one live leaf. As Joseph sings (‘You know better than I’), we see him support and tend that feeble shoot and leaf, and as time passes that sprig turns into a rooted, fully flourishing tree, under the single shaft of light above him.

There is still a glimmer of hope

I knew God was speaking to me. When we feel like life has thrown us into the darkest of places, where we feel alone, stripped of the familiar and unsure of the future. When it seems that life as we knew it has ended – there is still hope. It might only be the smallest glimmer of hope, but we need to tend and protect it. We need to let it take root and grow in our hearts. Knowing that God really does have a greater plan for our lives, as He did for Joseph.

Photo image of a pair of hands holding a seedling rooted in soil, against a green, light filled background

Giving it back to God

Watching the video clip again today (YouTube link) the words of the song touched me deeply. It is a declaration of trust in the most hopeless seeming circumstances. It is an acknowledgement that sometimes we have to give up our own understanding, and just give it all back to Him

…to see the best that I can do, Is put my trust in You.

For You know better than I, You know the way.

I’ve let go the need to know why, For you know better than I.

A personal word

But it wasn’t just hope and trust that God was speaking to me about. It was something much more personal. This is what He said to me,

Take what you have, what I have given you, even in this season. That gift that feels shrivelled and barely there. Tend it, pray over it, hold it in your heart, and then watch in grow and develop. Because what was rooted in the darkest place, what just started as a glimmer of hope, of a life beyond, will grow into something glorious, life-filled and fruit bearing. Even in the dark places my light finds a way. Even where there seems no easy way out, I am still working behind the scenes. There is more for you. I never abandoned Joseph. I will never abandon you.

I knew God was speaking, in part, about my writing. I need to not abandon the gift He has given me, but where it feels feeble and barely alive, to tend it, and hold it out to His light. So I listened, and today I wrote this. I pray that His light and truth will bring it alive as you read it.

He knows better than I

Joseph’s story ends well – you can read it all in Genesis chapters 37-50. He becomes more than he could ever imagine, and God uses him to miraculously save millions of people, his family included. Now we may not all become people of influence and status, we may not all do incredible things that change the course of history, but God does have a big plan for each of our lives if we choose to trust Him. A good and perfect plan, better than we can possibly imagine. He knows why we have had to walk the difficult paths and where they might lead. He knows better than you, and He knows better than I.

Photo of a desert landscape with the words of Jeremiah 29:11 and Genesis 50:20 imposed.

Joy Margetts is a published author and blogger. Her books are works of Christian Historical fiction. Set in medieval Wales against the backdrop of Cistercian abbey life, they tell stories of faith, hope and God’s redemptive power. Her debut novel ‘The Healing‘ was published by Instant Apostle on 19 March 2021.

‘The Pilgrim‘, her second full length novel, was published by Instant Apostle on 22 July 2022, and her third novel, ‘The Bride‘, published on 20th October 2023. ‘The Stranger‘, her fourth full length novel was published 22 November 2024 by Broad Place Publishing.

Her first non-fiction book, an Advent Devotional, ‘Christ Illuminated‘ was published in September 2023 and her latest 40 day devotional, ‘Because of the Cross‘ was published 7 February 2025

More information on Joy, and her books can be found here