JUST A THOUGHT on: Bending the I.

When you take the middle letter “I” in “SIN” and bend it into an O. It spells SON! JESUS takes the “I” in sin from us and transforms, moulds, bends, shapes and changes it into an O in Him making us SONS OF GOD ALMIGHTY!

It is imperative that People and Preachers World wide, Never ever forget this immutable eternal truth: There is a Name above all names, it’s the NAME OF JESUS!

Philippians 2:7

But made himself of no reputation, and took upon him the form of a servant, and was made in the likeness of men:

St Pauls letter to the Galatian Church was a powerful insight into what happens when we bend our “I” to an “O” to become “Sons & Daughters” of The Most High.

Galatians 2:20-21 KJV
I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself for me. [21] I do not frustrate the grace of God: for if righteousness come by the law, then Christ is dead in vain.

In verse 20&21 Paul uses the word “I” six times. He was saying that the “I” self-will, self-gratification, self-centeredness must be surrendered to be Crucified with Christ. Heres the insight to this amazing window to a new way n walk!
While the “old I” is dead to self… “nevertheless I live.” Its this trasition from the crucified “I” to the “Son” that is the secret to successfully living “in Christ”
Paul puts it this way!
“nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself for me. [21] I do not frustrate the grace of God: for if righteousness come by the law, then Christ is dead in vain.”
I could write a book on this, or preach/teach on this for some time. These verses have the dynamite to keep you sparking in life till Jesus comes! 🙏 🤗

Genuine people and preachers in this world know this intrinsic insight, that their good works will leave an indelible impact in the Church and Communities they commune and communicate in!
This “reputation” WILL ALWAYS POINT to the Character of CHRIST JESUS that is displayed in and through our crucified self! Nothing more matter to this genuine believer in JESUS!

Philippians 2:29,30.
Receive him therefore in the Lord with all gladness; and hold such in reputation: Because for the work of Christ he was nigh unto death, not regarding his life, to supply your lack of service toward me.

II Corinthians 13:4,5.

For though he was crucified through weakness, yet he liveth by the power of God. For we also are weak in him, but we shall live with him by the power of God toward you.
Examine yourselves, whether ye be in the faith; prove your own selves. Know ye not your own selves, how that Jesus Christ is in you, except ye be reprobates?

Galatians 2:20

I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself for me.

Galatians 3:1

O foolish Galatians, who hath bewitched you, that ye should not obey the truth, before whose eyes Jesus Christ hath been evidently set forth, crucified among you?

Galatians 5:24

And they that are Christ’s have crucified the flesh with the affections and lusts.

Galatians 6:14

But God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, by whom the world is crucified unto me, and I unto the world.

I love ya! 💛kp

I laughed the other day when a lady told me she was going to get ‘barbed.’ I didn’t get it till she explained she was going to the barber…! Uhh..!?? BARBED.? I see now it’s an actual thing, especially by West Africans. I suppose before we laugh, we should find out if it’s not actual ‘proper English’ – though I’d hazard a guess – NOT!

It reminded me – waiting on bank cards to be delivered in Dubai once, I told off the guy who eventually delivered, a day after being promised – I’d wasted a day waiting for him. ‘No, it wasn’t me,’ he said, ‘that other one.’ (Initial delivery dude) had had an accident and ‘he is expired!’
‘Uhhh (again) – turns out,…yahhh…shame, but imagine my confusion as I was waiting on replacement cards for ones that had expired.
I suppose there was a time and era for that kind of ‘proper English,’ and I guess if you hung with old school peeps, that’d be a thing. I’m just not sold on being ‘barbed.’ It just simply doesn’t sound right. If she hadn’t explained, I’d have thought she’d sustained some injury from a ‘barbed wire fence.’

I miss Dubai and the expressions and mannerisms of the people, especially with the taxi drivers. A spot wasn’t behind a place; it was ‘backside’ Passengers irate because they be ‘fingering,’ and no one is coming (pressing/ringing the call bell for attention). ‘Scotch on the rocks, no ice’ kind of requests. Walking Johnnie (no prizes). Bring me the mother of this one (egg) – it took a while – an omelette wasn’t doing it for him, and he apparently wanted the adult in question – and who I ask, is that…? Oh yes, life was another level of laughs.!

As a former flight attendant – I don’t think one ever hangs up their wings, it’s just one of those things, but I digress… 

Now commonly known as cabin crew – the majority, if not all airlines, train their crew in the ART of restraint. It comes with teamwork, crew effort, and a lot of reliance on the element of shock. I can assure you it doesn’t always work, but done correctly can have the desired effect. Once a chick solely restrained a problematic passenger – handcuffed, etc.,  

What do I mean restrain – if you misbehave and are not compliant with crew instructions and pose a threat to aircraft, self and fellow passengers.! It’s a last resort type scenario, but believe it or not, but the crew has such powers that many passengers underestimate. In these days of terrorism being a huge problem, good luck with misbehaving on planes – it’s a lose situation – eat humble pie. 

My point… 

Every year we would renew our licenses, which involved many physical and written exams demonstrating our knowledge, and one of these was the restraint technique. Ask any crew, current and former, and it was possibly the worst part of our training – unless, of course, you were a fitness junkie cum-martial arts expert. The training involved throwing one to the floor, padded floors, and not ‘throwing’ as such, but you get the point of ‘throwing’ in a real-life situation. Restraining thrown individual involved having your knee on their back, and it was simply colleague to colleague playing make-believe. The discomfort was awful. We were enacting scenarios but had to remind each other not to go too hard because we were face-down and breathing was proving difficult, this was all done laughingly, but we were serious when warning each other. 

I personally always lasted all of 30 seconds before I had to get up and escape from my enforcer because not only could I not breathe, but it hurt terribly. Well, guess what, it wasn’t long before the governing body had to revise these policies as somebody did die (on another airline) based on actual re-enactments restraining a passenger. If someone claims they cannot breathe, you must believe them.! 

Going by what I considered the discomfort in that make-believe scenario, I’d hazard a guess that poor George Floyd was dead in less than 5 minutes. 

Was justice served – let us see what the sentence brings.

Just A Thought on: Being thoughtful to others less fortunate than you!
As a Father who has raised a Son like Shay alone now for near 23yrs…this story is a must repost, it brings me to tears, as I witness with everything Shays Father is going through.
Enjoy this Amazing true story, expirienced by millions of Amazing Parents and Children around the World! 🙏 🤗

At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves children with learning disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:

‘When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does, is done with perfection.

Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do.

Where is the natural order of things in my son?’

The audience was stilled by the query.

The father continued. ‘I believe that when a child like Shay, who was mentally and physically disabled comes into the world, an opportunity to realise true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.’

Then he told the following story:

Shay and I had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked, ‘Do you think they’ll let me play?’

I knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but as a father I also understood that if my son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

I approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, ‘We’re losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we’ll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning.’

Shay struggled over to the team’s bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. I watched with a small tear in my eye and warmth in my heart. The boys saw my joy at my son being accepted.

In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay’s team scored a few runs, but was still behind by three.

In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as I waved to him from the stands.

In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay’s team scored again.

Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.

At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game?

Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn’t even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.

However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognising that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay’s life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact.

The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed.

The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay.

As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.

The game would now be over.

The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman.

Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.

Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman’s head, out of reach of all team mates.

Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, ‘Shay, run to first! Run to first!’

Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base.

He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.

Everyone yelled, ‘Run to second, run to second!’

Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base.

By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball. The smallest guy on their team now had his first chance to be the hero for his team.

He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher’s intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman’s head.

Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.
All were screaming, ‘Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay’.

Shay reached third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, ‘Run to third! Shay, run to third!’

As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators, were on their feet screaming, ‘Shay, run home! Run home!’

Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team.

‘That day’, said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, ‘the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world’.

Shay didn’t make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making me so happy, and coming home and seeing his mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!


We all send thousands of jokes through the e-mail without a second thought, but when it comes to sending messages about life choices, people hesitate.

The crude, vulgar, and often obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion about decency is too often suppressed in our schools and workplaces.

We all have thousands of opportunities every single day to help realise the ‘natural order of things.’

So many seemingly trivial interactions between two people present us with a choice.

Do we pass along a little spark of love and humanity or do we pass up those opportunities and leave the world a little bit colder in the process?

A wise man once said, “Every society is judged by how it treats it’s least fortunate amongst them”.
You now have two choices:

May your day be wonderful!
Food for thought


‘It’s thanks to you that she’s here’ – grateful mum thanks behind-the-scenes NHS staff for saving her baby

by Claire Still

Pictured l-r is Anne Minogue, interim lead transfusion practitioner, Angela, and Colleen.
Collen Sanderson and Colleagues

First-time mum Angela Burgess (pictured above, centre), 38, had an emotional meeting with Colleen Sanderson (pictured above, right), a senior biomedical scientist at our Trust, to thank her for the role she played in saving baby Grace’s life. (Also pictured above with Angela and Colleen is Anne Minogue, interim lead transfusion practitioner.)

Angela came to Queen’s Hospital on Wednesday 14 April, two weeks ahead of her due date to have a cervical stitch removed. It was when Colleen was looking at her routine blood sample in our Pathology lab that she realised something wasn’t right. On closer examination with her manager Xiaohui Tang, they found it was due to a large foetal bleed.

Baby Grace is pictured in our NICU

Quick-thinking Colleen contacted our ante-natal ward, from where Angela was about to be sent home, so an emergency c-section could be arranged. Baby Grace (pictured above) was delivered safely that same day, with Angela’s husband Christian rushing to our hospital to be by her side.

Angela, of Brentwood, said: “Colleen and the Transfusion team are the unsung heroes of the NHS. I see my doctors and nurses so I can thank them, I never realised there was a Transfusion team behind the scene that did this.

“No words can thank them for everything they’ve done and I will make sure one day Grace knows the story of how she got here and the people who saved her life. It’s thanks to them that she’s here. It was only when it was fully explained to me that I realised how serious it could have been. I am so grateful that Colleen was there that day, and picked this up.”

Colleen, who in the same week had become an acting senior biomedical scientist, said any of her colleagues would have done the same; however, she was delighted to meet Angela face-to-face.

She said: “As we are a behind-the-scenes service we don’t get to meet our patients, they are names on a tube, so it was lovely to see Angela’s face and hear that baby Grace is doing well.

“It feels really good to have played my part in this, it’s a humbling experience. I’m really proud to have an opportunity to show what goes on that patients don’t see, this is what we do every day and I don’t know how many lives the team has saved.”

Grace, a much-longed for IVF baby, has remained on our Neonatal Intensive Care Unit to ensure she is feeding well before being allowed home.

Angela added: “It’s been quite a journey to have her. I’m so grateful my doctor explained to me what happened as I was worried I did something wrong.

“Colleen is so humble and I don’t think even she realises just what she’s done for my family.”