A Tribute To Julie Anderson. My Spiritual Beautiful Mum. x

Julie Anderson

16th May 1945 - 22 February 2025

Julie Anderson. A devoted lover of Jesus. A beautiful wife, mother and grandmother. A Pioneer. An apostolic, intercessor who literally changed the spiritual landscape of this nation. She was a spiritual mum to many - including me. She was a natural beauty. A style icon. Fearless. Passionate. Enigmatic. Anointed to the nines. And heaven simply oozed out of her.You see, Pastor J, as I affectionally call her, had been radically marked by a supernatural encounter she had experienced in 1971, whilst at a party in the South of France, in Keith Richard’s villa. That summer, she had restlessly searched for an eternal purpose greater than the rock and roll, pools and parties that she was immersed in. Increasingly disenchanted by the world of the Beatles, Rolling Stones and A-List celebrities surrounding her, a sudden out of body experience would bring her face to face with Jesus, rendering her utterly captivated by Him. 

Awestruck by His gentle, accepting love. His awesome, invigorating and impregnating peace and joy, this life-altering moment and so many more that would follow, would place the deepest desire within her to see heaven on earth. Not just in a supernatural spiritual encounter, but all day, every day. And so for the rest of her life, she would live to reveal heaven. To make Jesus known, spending her life interceding to see His Kingdom come.  And for her spiritual children and those around her, we all experienced so much more of heaven, because of her. Because of her surrender. Her hunger for Jesus. Her sacrifice. She was a spiritual general. She truly knew God. And when we were around her, we knew more of Him too. We would glean from her. We wanted to spend time with her. We wanted to host the presence of God, just like we saw her host the presence of God. 

When she fell three years ago, it was devastating. To see our beautiful Pastor J become bedridden, no more pioneering, no longer blazing a trail. No longer waging a war. No longer commanding the day. Very rarely speaking, prophesying or making us smile, with her wit and wisdom. no longer cracking jokes with Pastor Rod, no longer calling us babe. Yet we all knew that no matter what things looked like on the outside, she was full of God’s spirit and power on the inside. She still loved us. She was still a pioneer, still a war horse. Still a fiery one. And nothing could diminish the labour of love she had poured out, nor erase the legacy of prayer and intercession she had established in this generation. 

This personally became so real to me last year when I hosted a conference, that resembled much of what Pastor J had role-modelled to me through her incredible ministry over the years, as I had served her, gleaned from her and sat under her anointing. And as I considered the heavyweight mandate of the gathering that God was having me spearhead, the hard ground that needed breaking, the level of intercession that needed praying, the war that needed waging and the victory that needed releasing, I just knew I had to wear something of Pastor J’s for this conference. 

Not only because Pastor J is the ultimate Style Queen, so her blazers are obviously stunning designer pieces, but because, as one of her spiritual daughters I needed to clothe myself in the ‘mantle’ of our trail blazing, tide-turning, pioneering, hell-scaring, spiritual mama, who knew how to pray, slay and command the day!  

I needed to step on the shoulders of a giant that had gone before me and to continue the trail-blazing, history-making legacy of this incredible woman who had poured into our lives so richly and shown us so powerfully what it is to go after the things of God. And although in that moment in time, she was lying in bed unable to pioneer, intercede or walk in her calling in the way that she had done for so many years, yet her children were arising and taking the baton, carrying her DNA and continuing her legacy. 

And as I found myself rereading Pastor J’s book rehearsal the other day, I was freshly struck by her legacy, her unique life, by all that she had experienced both naturally & supernaturally, and by what she carried as a pioneer and an apostolic voice for such a time as this - and I realised that each one of us, all that knew her, all - and  even the earth itself was so utterly blessed & privileged to have even known Pastor J in this realm because this incredible woman seemed to have been made not for earth, but for heaven. 

And earth’s loss is most certainly heaven’s gain. And as Pastor J now finds herself in heaven, once again, face to face with Jesus, all the more awestruck by His gentle accepting love, His awesome, invigorating and impregnating peace and joy - she leaves within us all, a deeper longer for heaven, just like the desire that she so deeply carried and communicated in all that she was and in all that she did. x

Photo credit for Chosen Event images: Chris Mathison

LOVED: DEARLY PRIZED. HIGHLY ESTEEMED.

I do not have words for what happened at The Loved Conference. It was hands down thee most divine gathering I’ve ever been involved in. It was completely and utterly heavenly and our Beautiful Jesus met with us so deeply, so tangibly, He loved us, healed us, restored us, delivered us, stretched us, awakened us, challenged us, brought us into a higher place and did so so so much that my mind cannot even conceive.

I’m undone. Thank you to the incredible LOVED team who are a gift beyond measure. Words cannot articulate how grateful I am for you. I just could not have done this without you. Your love, sacrifice, encouragement and faithfulness humbles me and wrecks me at the same time. So thankful for Pastor Dave and River Church. For my beautiful mum. For all those who sowed into LOVED, creatively, financially, or prayerfully, who supported the vision in any capacity.

And I’m so so SO grateful for those who joined us for LOVED in person and online. Your hunger, humility, vulnerability, boldness, courage and pursuit of Jesus’ reward brings tears to my eyes. Thank you for trusting us with your hearts. We pray for all that was poured out, experienced and received to be sealed and cherished - for it to bear so much fruit and for it to mark your lives for the rest of your days.♥️

If anyone would like the watch the LOVED Livestream you can purchase it here.

SAY HELLO TO THE LIVING IN LIGHT NEW APPAREL COLLECTION

I’m soooo excited to share my latest apparel collection with you. 🕊️

Think bold, comfy, Jesus and joy—all in one! 🌟

It’s a fun, vibey collection for the whole family, and it’s makes the best gifts and I literally love💛 every single piece! Each piece is a conversation starter, a springboard for miracles, a timeless truth that divides soul from spirit and a glimpse into heaven.

I pray these pieces bless you. That they lead to glorious encounters. That as you wear them you feel God’s anointing. I pray that you enjoy how stylish and vibey they are. I pray they make you feel amazing. And I pray Jesus is glorified through this beautiful expression of His beauty.

Now feel free to go browse the pieces and do of course tell everyone to do the same.

Love Bobbi x

FOLLOW HIM

I’m sure you’ll agree with me, that the virtual “follow” culture we live in, is incredibly fickle. Not only does it take up so much of our time, dictate so much of our lives, but I have found that it can also frequently foster quite the superficial loyalty. It’s this surface level conviction that we can seem to subscribe to - where we find ourselves siding with different parties, movements, ideas and doctrines at a click of a button and then once our interest wanes, we get offended or the message no longer resonates with us, we can click off just as quickly.

All. The. Time

And if truth be told, this casually committed, let’s see how things go, kind of flow, can also be the sort of approach we sometimes choose to take, with our Christian walk. But that’s just not the kind of vibe Jesus calls us into, when we say yes to Him. On the contrary, He calls us to follow Him as servants. As disciples - and biblically, disciples are defined as learners, who are either curious, convinced or committed. Now, I can’t speak for anyone else, but I know the kind of disciple I want to be. I want to be fully committed. All. The. Time. I want to be the kind of disciple Jesus truly deserves to have. The kind of disciple, we see modelled in the Early Church.

Yet, if I were to be real with you, I repeatedly miss the mark of being the sort of disciple, Jesus calls us to be. You see, as much as we wax lyrical about being disciples for Jesus, in reality, our version of what it is to be a disciple, most often than not, completely short-changes Jesus. This is because, His definition of what a disciple is, is far costlier than we are often willing to pay for.

A lifetime membership of denying ourselves

You see, when we say Yes to Jesus, we are meant to be signing up to conform wholly to His example in living and, if need be, in dying. We are in essence, subscribing to a lifetime membership of denying ourselves - by forgetting, ignoring, disowning and losing sight of ourselves and our own interests. We are being enlisted into a lifelong loyalty scheme, of siding with Jesus’ party, continually, cleaving steadfastly to Him and taking up our cross daily; Of taking pleasure in Him, above every other relationship and completely losing our (lower) life here on earth, on account of Him.

Yet, the beauty is that if we are willing to actually be true disciples, and are willing to pay the price, it is this very forsaking of our ‘lower’ life here on earth, for our Precious Jesus, that will lead us to finding the ‘higher’ life ‘in Him’. It is on this narrow road, of leaving the broad wide path of the world behind, that true treasure will be found. True identity, validation and significance will be discovered. It is here, in pursuit of the only One, truly worthy to be followed, that true contentment will be experienced. It is on this often marginalised, persecuted and painful path of steadfastly clinging to Him, that the highest love and deepest intimacy will be attained.

The privilege of following

Yes it is costly. But it is nothing compared to the price, He paid for us. May we therefore be those who will gladly let go of every false loyalty to the things of this world, in order to follow hard after the Lover of our soul, the One who gave it all for us. May we be like Mary who broke open her costly alabaster jar and spent it all on Him. May we be like the disciples and martyrs of generations before, who shed their blood unto death, for the Beautiful One, the Servant King – Who is the greatest example, that we could ever have the privilege of following, not just in this world, but for all eternity. 

He Knows. He Cares. He Loves.

God knows what we love. He knows how we are wired. He knows us inside out and He lavishes us with His goodness. I was reminded of this so beautifully as I recently celebrated my birthday and experienced the most beautiful birthday of my life. It was a kiss from heaven. The stuff the sweetest dreams are made of. And I wasn’t expecting it.

The reason it was so precious is because I just don’t experience birthdays that I really really enjoy. Like in my heart. You know, in my inners. Don’t get me wrong - I have had some lovely lovely times celebrating past birthdays, like the lush birthday I had in Paris, or the one where I enjoyed Wimbledon with some of my girlfriends. Then there was the glorious 3 day lovefest for my fortieth, surrounded by so many friends celebrating me with so much care and generosity which was then topped up with a surprise trip to Marbs! And most recently there was the lavish all expenses birthday trip I was blessed with by my brother and his girlfriend, to Israel - one of my most fave places on the planet.

Yet somehow I have found myself at a place, since the pandemic where lots has changed in my life, all of which I am so grateful for - but birthdays have for the most part, become a moment in time each year, that I just don’t enjoy. Until this year, that is. Because this year God properly showed up - in thee most beautiful, stunning way and lavished me with all my favourite things, all beautifully wrapped up in the big fat packaging of His loveliness and totally took my breath away. Wow.

It started off with a beautiful time of being blessed by a friend with a pottery painting class. And then we ended up chinwagging for hours, eating thai food and drinking wine by the river. That is like one of my most favourite things to do, ever. I love love love being by the water, with food, drink and deep convo. The following night a bunch of beautiful ones joined me for a night of Salsa dancing, cocktails and empanadas for pre-birthday celebrations at a gorj YWAM base.

To sow into the work of the kingdom whilst dancing in a godly, holy space surrounded by loved ones was utterly dreamy and so so easy. I loved absolutely everything about this night. I was so beautifully surprised with a cake and loved on all evening. And again it’s like Beautiful Jesus was my party planner and knew what to bring into the mix so that everything was something special that I really love and means so much to me, but I never really say out loud and no knows that these little gestures mean everything to me - apart from Jesus.

My birthday itself was full of so much love. Unexpected blessings, gifts and greetings from friends far and wide. My darling mummy who is visiting from India gave me a huge amount of money to have fun! We went to a lush spa where I had the most delightful time not just getting pampered but in the Sauna meeting a beaut girl who was also enjoying her birthday that day. We screamed and jumped around lols with delight at being birthday buddies.

And then we ended up having the most beautiful time of talking mainly about Jesus and prayed over each other in the Sauna. She began to cry as the Lord started reading her mail and speaking to her through the prayer. She was weeping with joy at encountering Jesus in that way. Like on HER BIRTHDAY! How precious!

When more ladies joined the Sauna, I invited them to join in with our prayers and began to prophecy over them and then I got my mum to bless everyone in the Sauna who was celebrating a birthday. It was so so delightful. A big fat glorious prayerfest happening in a Sauna, on my birthday…sharing Jesus in unconventional places - and seeing His love touching so many - again some of my MOST favourite things on the planet to be doing. I love how He brought that into the mix. Big Sigh. He knows. He cares. He loves. Oh He loves so so well. So so personally.

The rest of the day was so lush. Watching the best Bollywood film, no nudity, swearing or idolatry - just wholesome, inspiring tear jerking cinema that Bollywood used to be renowned for before it went all perverse. Glorious food as glorious restaurants. And shopping! In the sales!! Bargains! I mean come ON! Fave upon fave things I love to do…and things that make me so happy being brought into the birthday mix by our heavenly Father. My heart felt so full.

And then three days later I headed out to Turkey to continue celebrating this amazing birthday that only ten days before I didn’t even want to have. It felt like the longest, loveliest blessing and I felt so seen, known and cared for by the Lord. He is so so sweet. So kind. So loving. And caring. What a Beautiful Father and Friend. What a Precious Lover of our Soul.

He knows exactly what floats our boat. He cares about the things we care about. The things that make us happy. The little things that delight our soul and fill us with joy. They may be nothing to others, but Jesus knows that they mean something to us. He knows how to bring joy where there may have been sorrow. He know how to turn ashes into beauty when we are least expecting it. He makes dead things alive and He is constantly in the business of showing us just how deeply He loves us. And knows us intimately.

He is so trustworthy. And He is a Redeemer. Even when we don’t know something needs redeeming. And I am not sure what things you may think are always going to be graves in your world but I want to encourage you that He truly makes graves into gardens. He surprises us with His lavish love and when we least expect it, He shows up in the most personal, intimate way to make us know just how deeply and fully we are known and loved by Him. x

“Blessed (happy, fortunate, to be envied) is the man whose strength is in You, in whose heart are the highways to Zion. Passing through the Valley of Weeping (Baca), they make it a place of springs; the early rain also fills [the pools] with blessings.” Psalm 84:5-6 x

SEXPOSED 2024: THE MATURITY OF THE BRIDE

Sexposed 2024! A three day conference uprooting the lies around sexuality and upholding the truth, in love. What a gathering!!What a journey?! What an experience. But I’m not gonna lie - spearheading this mandate was one of the hardest things I have ever done. It was painful, uncomfortable, crushing for the soul and deeply taxing for the body. And I wanted to give up so many times.

The greatest place of grief for me was what felt like huge disengagement from the majority of the Church, from leaders, parents, individuals. It broke my heart. On a daily basis. I would consider the passivity. The ignorance. The slumber. Yet despite me continuously releasing a clarion call about how crucial this conference was for us as the body of Christ and for the world around us, in which we are called to be Salt and Light in, there seemed to be little response!

I felt so saddened knowing that that enemy satan has had a field day with our sexuality for thousands of years and not only has he brought brokenness and dysfunction to individuals, families and cultures through his attack on our sexuality but now he was blatantly after the kids. And the only ones that could push against his ruthless attacks was us - the Church - Christ within us, the hope of Glory. Yet the majority of the Church seemed uninterested.

How could we, as the Church just ignore all this sexual dysfunction and brokenness. How were we all just settling for counterfeit intimacy. And for porn and masturbation as the norm. And sex abuse. And sex trafficking. And child prostitution. And millions of unborn lives being murdered through abortion. And children being sexualised. And genitalia being chopped off due to delusion and people not knowing they are dearly loved sons and daughters of God. And enslavement to lust. And confusion about our gender. And promiscuity. And homosexual behaviours. And shame about our body. And looking for love in all the wrong places. And boring sex or sexless marriages. And repressed sex drives. And shame around sexuality. And ungodly soul ties. And a lonely society. And fear of intimacy. And divided hearts when worshipping Jesus. And a timid, weak, soiled bride of Christ.

And there I was imploring leaders, parents, individuals, families - to repond to this clarion call. Pleading. Explaining…we have a window, to partner with God. To not just come into a deeper place of glorious, wholeness and intimacy with the Lord as His bride, experiencing the deepest communion with Him and discovering the unrivalled joys of sacred sexuality in Christ, but also to turn the tide of this plague of sexual immorality and to be the salt and light in this sexuality broken, dark and wounded world - for such a time as this.

Yet aside from the precious remnant championing is cause, there was very little response. And yet the sad reality is that actually for the last 50-60 years, this has been the status quo for us as the church. We have unfortunately done very little about the deteriorating sexual landscape of our society. To think that marriage has been made legal between two men or two women on our watch. So many babies have died on our watch. Paedophilia has gone from being something that was a crime to now being defined merely as a sexual orientation - on our watch.

And we’ve been so passive when this has happened. We’ve not only failed to be the solution but we have unfortunately contributed to the problem.

And as I approached the 1 month til conference mark back in early March and had less than 20 people booked, a cost of £15K to meet and what seemed like a wasted effort, feeling utterly utterly crushed, suddenly the Lord spoke to me very clearly about why there was very little response to this clarion call and to this gathering.

He shoed me that the reason whole divine assignment is so crushing and painful is because through Sexposed, we are breaking new ground. He then led me to the words of the worship song, New Wine.

In the crushing, In the pressing

You are making new wine

In the soil, I now surrender

You are breaking new ground

So I yield to You into Your careful hand

When I trust You I don't need to understand

Make me Your vessel, Make me an offering

Make me whatever You want me to be

I came here with nothing

But all You have given me

Jesus bring new wine out of me

And then he took me to Luke 5:37-39 AMP:

“And no one puts new wine into old wineskins; otherwise the new [fermenting] wine will [expand and] burst the skins and it will be spilled out, and the skins will be ruined. But new wine must be put into fresh wineskins. And no one, after drinking old wine, wishes for new; for he says, ‘The old is fine.’”

He showed me that He was releasing a new wine it is only those that have the new wineskins who could handle it. That it would take a real maturity and expnading of the mind to be able to carry what He was releasing. And that unfortunately most did not have the new wine. And in order to preserve those with the old wineskins as well as ensuring the new wine did not get wasted only those with the new wineskins would be at Sexposed, by God’s design. Wow.

He said there were many who were content with the old wine and did not know they needed the new wine. These were the ones who felt a measure of healing was enough. Or a measure of deliverance was enought. Or their own deliverance and freedom was enough. But unfortunately weren’t yet mature enough to be salt and light to the sexually broken around them.

He showed me that was not so much of a public event where people could observe or spectate but rather a strategic military operation where those who understood the principles of war would come together to strategise warfare, coordinate military operations, make plans and come to agreements, understand the enemy, take orders for our Bridegroom and Commander in Chief and execute military operations from that deep place of intimacy. In order to dismantle the altars of darkness and reestablish altars to the Lord. All from a place of rest, intimacy, purity and consecration.

I also had a sense that there for this gathering, there was an elaborate table prepared by our commander in chief in the presence of our enemies. Where He would be anointing our heads with oil preparing us for battle. But that this whole military operation was taking place inside the bedroom chamber. But from this place of the chamber and seated at this elaborate table we were able to control the battleground. With the sceptre of authority given to us by Our King, our Bridegroom and Commander in Chief. 

And this is exactly what it ended up being. And it was glorious. Utterly utterly glorious. And the way Jesus so kindly and powerfully gave me vision and understanding of what He was doing, was thee most encouraging invigorating, inspiring, thing ever. I have absolutely no doubt that Sexposed was birthed in God’s heart and executed by His design and His desire. And that’s why there was such a fight. It was mind blowing to be part of what He did both in the natural and in the Spirit. And I am crazy humbled and properly awestruck to have been part of it.

I simply could not have done it without the phenomenal Sexposed team. WOW!!! What a gift! Thank you in particular to the Core Team who have been the greatest strength. A huge thank also to the incredible ministries, ministers and worship leaders/teams that were involved in Sexposed. The way you all gave of yourself, championed and served the vision, and at the same time encouraged me! Seriously guys thank you!!!

Beautiful friends and family who kept encouraging & praying! My River Church and CCF Church family! Amazing spiritual parents - honestly thank you. And such heartfelt thanks to all the intercessory, prophetic, apostolic and shepherding voices who helped carry and birth this vision.

Such a heartfelt to everyone who attended in person, on livestream and who partnered with the vision and sowed into it. God clearly showed me that He was pouring out new wine and those with the new wineskins would come. Thank you for carrying the new wine and allowing it to expand you.

Thank You Jesus. You continue to be absolutely dazzling. Faithful beyond measure. And even when saying yes to you can feel like the scariest, riskiest and hardest thing ever - free-falling in you is still the safest, richest, most live-giving way to live. Thank You for trusting us Precious Jesus, You are beautiful.♥️

“Let us rejoice and shout for joy [exulting and triumphant]! Let us celebrate and ascribe to Him glory and honor, for the marriage of the Lamb [at last] has come, and His bride has prepared herself. She has been permitted to dress in fine (radiant) linen, dazzling and white—for the fine linen is (signifies, represents) the righteousness (the upright, just, and godly living, deeds, and conduct, and right standing with God) of the saints (God’s holy people).

Revelation 19:7-8

Photography Credit: Kokila Paramanantham and Jesse-Steve Amartey

MAGNIFY CONVERSATIONS: THE COURAGE TO NOT SETTLE

I recently had the privilege of being part of another #themagnifyconversations with the wonderful platform that is The Magnify Collective. Surrounding by beautiful aesthetics, hair, make up, stunning flowers and lovely lovely women, it was a joy to have a conversation with Marcia Cassidy and Rachel Holland about the pressures we often face from societies deadlines.

It ended up being a conversation that was so deep and vulnerable as I opened my heart about money, ministry and marriage. I shared how being on this journey with the Lord had not been sexy Christianity. Although laying my life down for the Lord has been my greatest honour and all by His grace, but at times obeying Him has brought seasons of perceived stigma and shame that I have had to wrestle through.

For example, living by faith for almost ten years without a solid income and simply relying on God for every single thing has brought me the most beautiful revelation of God’s glorious faithful nature and the miraculous life like I could never has imagined. Yet it has often felt pants not having the simple luxuries that most people take for granted. Or continuously being on a budget for years and not being able to spend money on things that most people don’t bat an eyelid at.

Then there’s marriage. For me, marriage has never been at the top of my list of priorities. I have desired it but I have desired other things more. I have never wanted to simply be married for the sake of being married - rather, I have only wanted marriage if it will add glorious value to my relationship with the Lord and be a blessing for myself, my husband and the Kingdom of God. And if that isn’t what marriage will bring then I wouldn’t touch it with a barge pole and I am so crazy blessed to just continue be romanced by Jesus for the rest of my life, fully complete, fully satisfied.

Yet in my beautiful romance with the Lord I have also trusted Him to bring me my husband, if that is His will for me, whenever He wants to and sometimes there has been a stigma attached to not being found yet, that I have had to wrestle through. I have found myself experiencing shame when people have highlighted the fact that I am not married yet, like it’s a curse. And that me not being married doesn’t glorify God. And that has grieved me, because I never expected to be put to shame for not being married. Or for obeying His leading and following what I believe to be God’s perfect will for me life.

And then I have had to process all those thoughts and grapplings and places of pain and disappointment that these societal and church world pressures have stirred up in me and asked the Lord why He has allowed me to be put to shame, when I have sought Him first and His kingdom and trusted that all other things will be added unto me. And then I have asked Him why it hurts if I am content in His extravagant love, His timing and His faithfulness. And bring all that to Him. Because though I am so secure in my devotion to the Lord and so confident that anything I don’t have yet, I don’t need or I cannot handle. Yet there are wounds in my soul that He wants to heal.

Being honest about this stuff during this conversation was made easy by the beautiful Marcia who shared so candidly about her own experiences on this journey of navigating through societal pressures. It felt very holy and sacred. And the feedback from the conversation has been so encouraging. I do believe that we came at this convo from a place of Biblical depth, vulnerability, strength and hope. And so I pray that if you do watch it, you will be super blessed and encouraged. Because we certainly were.

Magnify is such a powerful platform for women of faith and I feel very privileged to be in the mix. I highly recommed staying up to date with all things Magnify!

#magnifycollective #womenencouragingwomen #womenoffaith #trustinggod #godisfaithful #trust #wearesoloved #community

Beautiful India Oh How I love You. All Over Again.

For some reason I fell out of love with India. I found myself deliberately staying away and wondering if I would ever want to return. Yet to my delight I returned this month, after a seven year hiatus and I can safely say that India still has my heart, good and proper.

What an utterly beautiful trip this was. It was the stuff the sweetest dreams are made of. Being back with all my little adopted brothers and sisters at the Immanuel Home that my mum founded, was SUCH a gift! Before my mum had around twenty children that she looked after in what was an Orphanage, but over the years it has developed into a home. And now the children only number seven. Each one has been adopted by my mum and this is the only home that most of them have ever known.

At the home you have Jyothi who is now 23 years old. She is the life and soul of the party. She is so full of passion and vibrancy. She is like a firework. A real comedian. Loves fashion, performing and being the centre of attention. You have Pia who is so beautiful. Mature and hardworking. She is around 22 and she looks after things. She is wise and steady and loyal. There is Rahul who loves the Lord. He is so full of rest and always has a smile on his face. He is blind and attends boarding school so I only managed to see him for one day. When I asked him what i should bring him next time I come back to India he said a Braille Bible!! Aaah he’s so precious.

Then there is Jaan, arun, Heera and Sitara. They were all either left for dead at birth or saved from abortion by my mum. My mum has offocially adopted these precious ones and my mum is the only mum they have ever known. They adore my mum. And they adore us too! The feeling is nutual. It is a joy and delight to be their big sister. We had such a gorj time together and celebrated the 19th year anniversary of the home with an annual thanksgiving service! Getting them kitted out in their suits and indian dresses was such a dream. They beamed in their outfits! All the kids organised the event and performed a gazillion songs and dances, coordinated and compared by the ever creative Jyothi. Arun stayed away from the performing but helped with the media.

I had the joy of preaching at the ceremony. I am always blown away with God’s grace in enabling me to preach in Hindi. Considering I am self taught and never speak it outside of India, I am never without surprise when something coherent comes out of my mouth. And I am all the more floored when heaven graces it to not only sound decent but it move hearts and beckons people closer to the Lord.

Enjoying such sweet times with my gorgeous mama was truly precious and having my friend Leah with us was so so fun! She was so easy to be with and savoured all the beauty of our lives in India, embracing every moment with child like wonder and a penchant for life.

Visiting Jaipur, the Pink City was a first and I loved the architecture, the vibrancy and the food! Getting to enjoy the fabric markets of Delhi again and work on some stuff for my Living in Light fashion label also brought back so many memories of first launching my label when I’d be back and forth to India on the regs! Ministering out there was also a joy and preaching my first message on Sexuality in Delhi was so encouraging! Poeple were SO encouraged by God’s design for sexuality! This is a big deal because India is a nation that despite the existence of the Kama Sutra has limited freedom and true understanding of the purposes and power of divine sexuality. With the deeply rooted religious presence found in this nation, sexuality is often repressive, filled with taboo and shame or very liberal and experimental. And to have a group of Christians embrace and get super excited about God’s liberating, supreme, truly fulfilling design for Sexuality was joy to my bones.

My sister also came out there for the last four days of my trip and lavished us with a lush spa stay complete with a Swedish massage and fine dining! Awww! It felt so good to finish the trip with this super pampered hotel stay and a sunrise visit to the Taj Mahal. This mesmerising wonder of the world will never lose it’s appeal and I could visit it again and again and would always want to go back. Such a beautiful experience to visit it as part of my mum’s birthday treat, whilst staying in such a beautiful venue and enjoying it at sunrise

One of the funnest, most gloriously epic moments were when me, Leah and my mum were on our road trip to Jaipur and we stopped to drink some fresh coconut and have a lil munch and stretch on the hard shoulder and this random patrol guy ended up hanging with us. Once he checked we were okay he just leaned up on the fence next to us chilling in the sunshine and wasn’t looking like he was leaving any time soon so we offered him a snack. We found out that his son had been killed on the very same highway the month before. We were so saddened and we prayed with him. And then the Lord totally showed up and he got saved, his nephew showed up and got saved too and then two other blokes jumped in on this holy roadside alter call and also gave their lives to Jesus as well. How utterly glorious!!!

Woohoo, loved every minute of that salvation encounter in the SONshine and loved every moment of this beautiful beeeeaaautiful trip!!

My heart is full and I can’t wait to go back again!!! To have my love affair with India reawakened is such a joy and I am so expectant for how God might want to bring me back here again and again with fresh vision, compassion and desire. I loved blogging the India Series a decade ago and I am excited for the stories that are yet to come from this beautiful land that I am so grateful to be part of. x

Magnify: Faith. Fashion. Feminism.

It was really precious to be part of the Magnify Conversations recently. I have known of Magnify since its inception over a decade ago and the excellence, sophistication and conviction that the Magnify brand carries is so powerful and inspirational. Driven by the desire to see God magnified and for the masses to be reached with the love and reality of God Magnify has tirelessly produced stunning editorial content through their Magnify Magazine, hosted numerous events, began hosting the recent Magnify Conversations and is nurturing a powerful, precious community of like minded women.

All images from Magnify Collective

And to be part of that community is really lovely. Not only was it such a sweet experience of being invited to be part of the Magnify Conversations where my particular convo was around the theme of Social Media, dating, relationships and marriage but the hair and make up, stunning venue, consistent communication, honour and most importantly an evident longing to see God be glorified, made the experience so rich.

Even after the Podcast was recorded I was honoured to be invited to a dinner a few nights ago and I was so blown away with the effort, personal touch and heart behind the #friendsofMagnify soiree. It was utterly LUSH lush lush! Their handwritten super personal cards to each woman along with a seating plan that took such care, intentional arranging and came from such a beautiful place of wanting to see women connect. So precious.

I loved meeting so many fabulous women and connected with one woman in particular that I totally connected with and have every intention of seeing again. Woohoo! I love that Magnify deliberately seated me with this utter Kingdom babe knowing that we would connect and we totally did! I also love that they are constantly thinking about who will be great to connect with who.

I am excited for all that Magnify has achieved and what it will continue to accomplish, for the Lord. The Magnify movement really truly is a force to be reckoned with. Run by a team of incredibly dedicated, immensely talented volunteers, this is a charity definitely worth supporting.

I have been blessed to become part of the Magnify Community. I pray that the Podcast episode blesses anyone that watches it. And that you will also check out the many other super rich, wholesome and powerful episodes that are also available on the Magnify platform involving such a vast array of beautiful sisters, sharing sound wisdom, heartfelt experiences and precious lessons learnt. The set, visuals, hair, make up and fashion is eye candy in the most delish way and I love how God is being reflected through this movement and demonstrating His Magnificence in such a unique, stunning, trailblazing and traffic stopping way.

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DAVID'S TENT 2023

Along with 6000 mesmerised, undone, completely enamoured, ardent worshippers, I am totally lost for words. Quite unable to articulate just how glorious David’s Tent 23 was. Truly heavenly. Truly precious.

How beautiful is our King. And how utterly scandalous is His love. We truly have hit the eternal jackpot, in being His. Wow Lord Jesus. Thank You for being with us for 72 hours nonstop. In a field in West Sussex. For showering us with Your nearness and Your beautiful love as we poured ourselves out in adoration and worship of You. You alone are worthy. No one else, but You.

I am so crazy thankful for the absolute honour and privilege of being a Worship Host for this incredible event and movement. To get to worship our King and run with such laid down, fiery, fun Jesus lovers is a privilege like no other. To pursue the Lord’s heart together with such a beautiful crazy bunch of God-loving, Jesus adoring, alabaster jar pouring hungry hosts like the DT host - collectively feeling after God’s heart for what He wants to pour out is the privilege of a lifetime. What. A. Gift. I am so crazy blown away to be on this journey with them.

And to also experience worship with my recently born again, beautiful niece at DT for the first time was the stuff the sweetest dreams are made of. To spend beautiful moments with so many of my spiritual kids and to catch precious tête-à-têtes with so many phenom, wonderful kingdom friends was such a delight to my soul. I am so so full.

Like everyone else who attended this heavenly event, I desperately wish I was still in that field, in the big top - caught up in glorious worship. And we’ll all no doubt be vibing off the gloryfest that was this last weekend, for months to come. Until David’s Tent 2024 that is. Smiles. Cannot wait.

Thank you so so much to everyone who poured out to make DT23 so utterly divine. And most of all - Thank You Precious Jesus. Thank You. Thank You Oh Precious Love. A million times, thank You. xx