Month: June 2026

Day 180

Published by adminmgp on 30 June 2026

Holiness means God is utterly pure, set apart from everything broken and ordinary. It isn’t a religious label, but the atmosphere of the throne room. Remember how Isaiah’s vision in the temple left him breathless and confessing his sin (Isaiah 6:1–5). Moses removed his sandals at the burning bush because God’s presence made the ground holy (Exodus 3:5). Around the throne, angels cry “Holy, holy, holy” without end (Revelation 4:8). These encounters aren’t antique curiosities; they teach how we stand before a very present God who is supremely good and gloriously other.

Day 179

Day 179

Published by adminmgp on 29 June 2026

Like the Apostle John (above), there are moments in Scripture where language just isn’t enough, and worship takes over. Visions so vast they sweep the breath from the chest, and the words that try to remain are flooded away by silence. Those scenes: Isaiah in the temple, Ezekiel by the river, John on Patmos, are not antique curiosities. They call us back to the posture that the world so easily diminishes: Awe.

Day 178

Day 178

Published by adminmgp on 28 June 2026

The lie is gentle, even plausible: “Not now. Later, when things settle. You’ve earned this. You’ll make it right soon.” It sounds wise, provident, but it’s simply procrastination dressed in piety. Each “not yet” is a small consent to tear away your heart from God’s.

Day 177

Day 177

Published by adminmgp on 27 June 2026

Worship can grow familiar the way ritual does: a rhythm of words, gestures and songs repeated until they slide into automatic motion. Have you ever stood in a service and realised you were moving through the motions: lip service, checked-off prayers, a smile pre-tuned in for the camera, while your heart wandered off elsewhere?

Day 176

Day 176

Published by adminmgp on 26 June 2026

Nostalgia hits all of us! It comes along as a fond memory, or a song, or a smell. It whispers sweetly of days gone by, wrapping everything in a golden hue… The problem is that when we indulge ourselves in the warm embrace of the past, we can, quite easily, find it drawing us away from the present.

Day 175

Day 175

Published by adminmgp on 25 June 2026

Suffering can be a profound teacher, yet it can also be twisted into a means for manipulation. The tempter whispers that our pain entitles us to special treatment or that it justifies our bitterness.

Day 174

Day 174

Published by adminmgp on 24 June 2026

Have you noticed how a beautiful devotion can quietly calcify? What began as humility becomes self-righteousness when we measure others by our disciplines. Prudence can harden into fear; zeal can lurch into judgement; faithfulness can be recast as moral superiority. The tempter does not invent sin so much as dress it up in the robes of virtue. We applaud what looks holy: the difficult fast, the hard rule kept, the doctrine defended, and forget the root: did this make us more tender toward God and neighbour, or more proud and exclusive?

Day 173

Day 173

Published by adminmgp on 22 June 2026

Haven’t you ever noticed how impatience sneaks into the small moments and hardens us—sharp words at the breakfast table, a closed stare when plans go wrong, a quick resentment that lingers…

Day 172

Day 172

Published by adminmgp on 21 June 2026

From personal experience, I know intellectual doubt can look attractive as it promises clarity or a smarter answer, but too often it keeps us arguing instead of trusting. Questions and honest wrestling are good; they can deepen our faith. Yet when doubt becomes a weapon, it rearranges our beliefs without settling our hearts, prizes cleverness over love, and uses complexity to keep us from simply depending on Christ. Subtle arguments, endless what‑ifs, and fixating on problems drain our courage, isolate us, and make faith feel unsafe, frightening us so we stay at the edge instead of stepping into relationship.

Day 171

Day 171

Published by adminmgp on 20 June 2026

I picked my friend up from Heathrow after a preaching trip to the U.S. and noticed a HUGE golden ring on his finger (about the size of a small fridge). “How on earth did you get that?” I asked.

He told me. He’d been invited to lead worship at a particular pastor’s church. Mid‑service, though caught up in the music, he felt the Holy Spirit urging him to stop and listen. At first, it was a whisper; then it became a clear, booming word: “Tell the pastor that if he doesn’t stop his affair with the lady on the keyboard, I will take him home.”