Our Journey

As Pesach approaches, Jewish homes around the world begin the familiar rhythm of preparation. Cupboards are emptied, shelves are wiped, and every corner of the house is checked for chametz. Crumbs that may have gone unnoticed all year suddenly matter. They sweep, scrub, and search carefully so that when the festival arrives, their homes are ready. The Torah commands us to remove chametz from our homes during Pesach. Chametz—leavened bread made from the five grains—reminds us

I have really enjoyed slotting into the cycles of God's calendar. It is a slow process though, and not always as successful as I would like it to be. Sometimes the Feasts sneak up on me and I'm not prepared. I am working on being more prepared. Since not being in Israel I find I have to pull my socks up to have everything ready, especially as all our things are still in storage in Israel. So on Sunday night the 1st of February, is the New Year for Trees, or Tu B'shvat/Tu

The cloth that came with the Hineni box. As we have not been in the Land, We wanted to use our tenth to somehow impact Judea and Samaria, and at the same time share that blessing with people around us. We decided to sign up to Lev HaOlam, founded by Nati Rom , an attorney and Israel advocate based in Jerusalem. It has changed hands, but is run with care and dedication, to support Israeli artisans, farmers, and small businesses. It is a very exciting day for us when the pos

This Shabbat I re-read Appointment in Jerusalem by Lydia and Derek Prince.

In the Wilderness III

The final week we spent on the farm was a busy one. We weren’t quite sure what the next step would be. Israel still felt like a distant possibility, but neither Pete nor I truly felt that it would come through at that point. HaYovel had sent out an email to their British contacts to see if anyone felt led to take us in. We received one very generous offer from a lady in Essex, but it didn’t feel like where we were meant to go. Although we had enjoyed our time on the farm, we

April and May were two busy but blessed months, and Israel felt so close. HaYovel were holding meetings and making connections with various politicians and influential people, finding favour, and the outlook was good. There was one final meeting that everyone hoped would secure our entry, so we left Tremore—where we had been staying in the old school building—and went to stay at Pete’s parents’ home for the weekend before flying out. Sadly, although the meeting went well, it

Well, we didn’t fly out to Israel on the 17th of February—and I’m glad we didn’t. Abba has been teaching us so much during this time: how to wait on Him, and how to be joyful in  the waiting. We had about twenty bags packed (not including musical instruments and the clothes we were wearing) when God spoke to us about living this journey one year at a time . We were a little taken aback at first, but after about five minutes we realised that this was actually wonderful. I imme

So when harvest was in full swing, Pete and the girls joined in every day. The girls were amazing. They woke up at four am, went to help prepare breakfast in the kitchen, then on to harvesting, even through a heat wave.

There was so much we had to get done when we arrived (after our two week quarantine). A trip to Wales to prove that I can speak English. Our big caravan (camper) had to be brought back from the storage yard, cleaned and sold. A trip to Exeter to have a photo taken and my fingerprints uploaded and my Citizenship Papers submitted.

Before I can continue with what's happening now, I have to go back to 'our beginning'. God has been preparing us for what is happening now.

This blog is primarily a space to share our new life of living by faith. It is also a personal record—a reminder of where we have been and how faithfully He has guided us each step of the way. My prayer is that what is shared here will be inspiring and uplifting, and above all, that it will always point you to our Creator.

So we've been counting down the months, the weeks, and then the days. At the beginning we went through a day of doubting that Israel was going to happen. We worked through that and carried on. About two/three weeks ago we had that feeling that the cloud was going to move (think Exodus) and we had to start preparing.

Betrothal is a bit of a new concept to us. When we started keeping the feasts we were introduced to the Waller family. One of the available DVD’s is called Betrothed, and it was with fascination that we watched it. It was beautiful, and we loved the concept. But how does it work? To some it could seem like an arranged marriage, or it could be a seen as getting married to someone who you don’t really know!

Its seven am Wednesday morning, and we are on the Mount of Blessing. The children are all sleeping peacefully in our snug caravan, while the early morning mists swirl around the mountaintop, caressing the vines. Quiet and peaceful, the busy last two weeks fade from memory…

I love it when the Bible comes alive. We were preparing to move to the ‘Field’ in Padstow, and our friend, who was towing one of the caravans for us, asked me how I was finding the Wilderness. Slightly taken aback I said that it didn’t feel like I was in the Wilderness, but as I was saying it I felt that I needed to spend some time pondering that thought.

I was almost seven months pregnant when we moved. I remember asking God if we could please move before she was due, I didn't want to move with a newborn.