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Thursday, 2 April 2026

An invitation to you

 If you're not in the habit of going to church or would just like to experience a service in the privacy of your home, I would like to invite you to join me in a church service at my home church, either in person or online:

Bridgeman Baptist Community Church 379 Albany Creek Rd Bridgeman Downs Queensland Australia

www.bridgeman.org.au

https://www.facebook.com/search/top?q=bridgeman%20baptist%20community%20church

Easter services and Sunday services are online







The worst day in history (and the best)

 On that first Good Friday, Jesus was crucified. 

The Son of Man, God Who became flesh and walked among us, Who taught us the best way to live, Who cared and loved and healed all those who were infirm and outcast and hurting, was murdered.

Some of those who a week earlier had welcomed Him with palm branches and glad Hosannas called for Him to die.

He was mocked and His Father scorned. He was tortured with cruel beating and whipped until his flesh was ripped and bleeding.

He was forcibly marched through the streets carrying the instrument of His own execution. 

Jesus, totally good, totally innocent of sin, was pierced through with nails and hoisted onto a cross. 

All but a few of His friends abandoned and denied Him.

Yet He still had compassion for the repentant thief crucified with Him, concern for the care of His mother, and forgiveness for those who were persecuting Him. 

What did Jesus  experience on that cross? Did He know the tragedies of the ages, all the horrors and sins of the world from the time of creation to the events foretold in Revelation? 

Did He see the bubonic plagues, the endless wars, the genocides, the slaughter of innocents?

Did He know of my sin?

They pierced His side and fluid drained away. Humanity had truly broken the heart of God.

Hell threw everything it could at Jesus that day.

Worst of all, He experienced separation from His Father.

Then Jesus, the Logos, the Word made flesh, gave the word :

"It is finished".

The earth shook cataclysmically. The temple curtain signifying separation between man and God was ripped from top to bottom. 

Jesus had defeated death and hell. Satan is forever a vanquished foe. A sacrificial price for sin had been forever paid. 


Father God,

I thank You for Jesus. Thank You for His courage and commitment to You on that first Good Friday. Thank You for everything that was accomplished on that day. Thank You that we know that it was not the end, just the beginning of new hope for this fallen world, the best news we could ever receive, the most precious gift. 

Thank You that death is not the end for those who are believers in Christ, saved only through the blood of Jesus.

In the name of Jesus we pray, amen. 




Thursday, 12 February 2026

Birth and death

 

I recently heard the testimony of a Christian friend who has been diagnosed with a life-limiting blood disorder. A previously healthy and fit man, he is now faced with the prospect of regular transfusions for an immune system which is compromised. His life expectancy is greatly reduced and a simple virus could prove fatal. He was naturally shaken and shared candidly about his fears and need to reevaluate his plans for the future; yet at the same time he spoke of his unshakable faith and trust in God’s care.

We all understand that we are mortal – that this life has a time limit and an ending. Most of us have the sense that there is more time in this life yet to come. We are shocked by tragedies where lives are needlessly and horribly cut short. Death is real and yet somehow abstract.

In the year 2000 I was suddenly diagnosed with endometrial cancer. I remember going in to the doctor’s office for test results, assured in my own mind that all was well – I was healthy, ate well and exercised – I had no concern at all that anything was wrong. I left that office in shock and disbelief.  As a Christian, my first reaction was “God, I don’t want this.”

My main concern throughout the weeks that followed was that my young boys would be left without a mother. Thankfully, surgery was successful and I’ve been blessed with many years of life since. I was so grateful at the time for my husband, family and friends, teachers and church family, all who rallied around with support of different kinds. I’m so thankful to God for my life.

Many people are afraid of death. The Bible holds promises which can help to allay this fear. In the book of Hebrews, we are told that Jesus Christ suffered death to “free those who all their lives were held in slavery by their fear of death” (Hebrews 2:15-16). Jesus promises to be with us on this last journey of life:

“Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for You are with me: your rod and your staff, they comfort me.” Psalm 23:4

“Do not let your hearts be troubled. You believe in God, believe also in me. My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you?  And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am.” John 14: 1-3.

In the book of Acts there’s an account of the death of Stephen, a devout follower of Christ who ministered mightily in the early church, was arrested and sentenced to death by stoning. When about to face this terrible death, Stephen, a man described as “full of faith and the Holy Spirit” received a vision of heaven from God:

“But Stephen, full of the Holy Spirit, looked up to heaven and saw the glory of God, and Jesus standing at the right hand of God.  “Look,” he said, “I see heaven open and the Son of Man standing at the right hand of God.” Acts 7:55-56.

Stephen was enabled to commit his spirit to God and ask God to forgive his murderers. It is not known but I wonder if in conjunction with this blessed vision, God spared Stephen any pain.

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As a mother who has twice experienced pregnancy and childbirth, I sometimes wonder if in the process of birth, God has given us some indication of our rebirth into heaven. As Christians, we speak about being “born again”, a term which Jesus used when speaking to Nicodemus (see John chapter 3) and this refers to a rebirth of the spirit- a spiritual change from a sinful life to one committed to Christ, becoming a new person in Christ and receiving the indwelling of the Holy Spirit. What of the death of our body?

When a baby is in the womb, he or she knows little of the world outside. The child is fed, develops and grows. Ideally this child feels comfortable, protected, safe and loved. At a certain time, the baby’s life will change dramatically and irrevocably. They must leave the womb and embark on life in the world. But they are never alone. Only then will they feel gentle hands receiving them and see the joy on the faces of their mother and father. They will be held and caressed and bathed and wrapped and loved. Attendant doctors and midwives will do everything they can to ensure the best support for the baby and his or her parents.

As a Christian I believe that when I die I will go to Heaven to be with Jesus. Just as I left my dear Mother’s womb to reside fully in this world, so I will leave this world to reside fully in Heaven, saved only through my Saviour, Jesus. I won’t be alone, because He will be always with me. Just as a baby in the womb may have a very limited view of the world beyond, so we can really only imagine what our life in Heaven with Jesus will be like. I’m sure it will be absolutely amazing. I for one will be satisfied to fall at the feet of my Saviour and worship Him with the angels.