The Holy Spirit – now on Kindle

Since I had a near death experience in January 2013, the Holy Spirit has been very close to me. And when God spoke to me, He told me that it was very important that I write this book – which 185 pages and 51,000 words later – I have done!

If you have a kindle I warmly invite you to take a look at:-

for further information and to purchase a copy which you may then download onto your computer.

If you have your own kindle this is most definitely a book which you need to read.

May our Father God bless you mightily in everything you say and in everything you do



I have a great friend who describes himself as a ‘dream weaver’. By this he communicates that his call in life is to steward other people’s dreams, something I can testify to having witnessed in many different contexts. However, talking together recently, I had to confess that I don’t think I have ever carried a dream. When at school I always listened with amazement as others spoke compellingly about all they wanted to do once they grew up. I never felt such stirrings. I enjoyed people and reading, and that was about the size of it.

It was only at university where I encountered Jesus for the first time that I knew that I had a clear call to serve God, whatever that might entail. After exploring teaching and the law, I was asked to join a team on the road with Youth for Christ, and discovered the joy of sharing in the lives of everyday people, often in crisis, and all looking for God, whether they knew it or not.

When Jesus commanded his disciples to ‘Go into all the world’ there was no great clarification. I hadn’t a dream since God intended me to love my life going where he required me and putting my hands to whatever tasks were appropriate in that space. I have entered many diverse spaces and found myself engaged in a myriad different activities. I have no one speciality, yet have learned to be a friend and servant of all in glad service of my God.

My final prayer each morning before I slide out of bed is to offer my hands and feet to Jesus and to allow God though his spirit to take me wherever it is I need to go.

(Dr Micha Jazz)


With many peaceful blessings


Watch Your Tongue

The Bible reminds us that the tongue, albeit small, is one of the most troublesome parts of our bodies. In an instant it can cause mayhem.

I have grown up as one of those swift to speak and have offended others as a result, as well as shaming myself. Somehow, when I feel something intensely I cannot help but speak; right or wrong, my mouth takes over and all too easily runs ahead of both wisdom and discretion. I have wounded far too many people in this way, and it’s something I regret.

We are invited by God to use our tongues to worship him, build up one another in faith, and make sense of the gospel in a disbelieving world. Road rage and other irritations show that everyone has a hard time controlling their mouth. However, am I, as a follower of Jesus, simply to ape the declining public standards all around me? Yet, recovering control is a difficult exercise and requires strict discipline. We adopted a Missions Box, which received cash donations every time any one of us in the household swore. This actually worked over a month to make us more aware of our slippage into bad language, language which greatly improved and has retained that improvement.

It’s so easy to speak out of an immediate defensive reaction, or sense of self-righteousness. You are not to justify yourself; pause to think before responding. Let the sense of accusation subside and reflect on what you are trying to achieve in any conversation. It is as you adopt a step-by-step approach that you will begin to tame the tongue and discover a richer everyday life as a consequence, one that reflects the grace and kindness of God.

(Dr Micha Jazz)


With many peaceful blessings


Ask God To Speak

I count myself fortunate in that I’ve always loved mornings. I always wake up early and find it easy to spring from my bed and engage the day. However, now I pause to take a moment to pray very specifically ahead of entering a new day of opportunity. Having prayed for my mind, I move my hands first to my ears and then to my eyes.

I am so often influenced by what I hear. Many times in the past I have drawn assumptions from what I have heard, and acted upon such assumptions. They have frequently proved to be wrong, by which stage it is often too late. My ears also love to twitch at any sound of gossip, and before I know it I am either listening intently to a character assassination or participating in one myself.

Eyes, too, have a habit of wandering. I recently facilitated a breakfast discussion with some older guys in a local coffee house, and it was pointed out to me that these men’s eyes had a tendency to follow the path of every pretty girl who entered. We reflected upon how we waged a constant battle to manage the ‘eye-gate’ as we navigate our way through life.

Ears and eyes, sounds and sights can be incidental, yet once we give them house room they quickly develop and establish a life of their own within our head and heart. Our life can become subject to the control of such sounds and sights once they have dropped roots within us.

Now is the time to acknowledge these and declare that you would be free from their control. Sadly, these things seldom disappear in a moment. They are addressed through a disciplined pattern of fleeing to God the moment they surface within you. Each time pause, place your hands on ears and eyes and ask God to speak and reveal his path of freedom. In time, you will establish a habit of fleeing from such fantasies, and their hold will progressively reduce.

(Dr Michha Jazz)


With many peaceful blessngs


Developing the Mind of Christ

Waking up in the morning can be challenging. Sometimes the alarm is a shrill intrusion, and on other occasions I awake long before the alarm and my head fills with unresolved issues that I know I have to deal with. However we wake up, one thing is for sure: we stand at the threshold of a fresh opportunity to serve God.

I have begun a habit of prayerfully preparing myself for that day of opportunity, opportunities which may disguise themselves as challenges and irritations, before I set one foot over the side of my bed. First, I pray for my mind.

In an oversexualised society, the mind processes inappropriate sexual imagery. In a fast-paced world, my mind adopts attitudes of anger and criticism in equal measure towards others, even on occasion entertaining overwhelming thoughts of violence. Disappointments can create a sense of melancholy, leading to depression. Happiness can lead to an overindulgence in irresponsibility. My mind ceaselessly changes videos – and my mind exercises control over my whole approach to life, my mood and therefore my behaviour.

So, as I wake I place my hands upon my head and offer a prayer asking for the mind of Christ, to think as Jesus thinks, that I might take every thought captive, as I serve God in all the forthcoming opportunities in my day ahead. I want to lead my mind and not allow my mind to lead me.

We are invited to develop the mind of Christ – and Jesus tells us that we are to love God with all of our mind. Love is a commitment and not simply a feeling. Serving God is a rational activity – God, who is both first cause and final end of all things.

(DR Micha Jazz)


With many peaceful blessings


Wonderful Philosophy

A journalist was being taken around a care home, and he stopped in front of  an elderly man sitting in a reclining chair.

“How old are you? he asked.

Eighty-four, the elderly man replied, his blue eyes twinkling merrily.

“An what puts that sparkle in your eyes?”

“Every morning when I wake up, I say to myself, “Today I can choose to be happy or sad”. Of course, I always choose to be happy!”

What a wonderful philosophy for the start of this new week……………………

With many peaceful blessings


What a Difference……………..

Everybody like George, but everyone thought what a great shame it was that he didn’t look after himself in retirement and neither cooked proper meals nor drssed smartly as he’d always done when working.

Then, quite suddenly, he married Jean, who had been a widow for many years. She was always so much in control of everything and very self-reliant.

Gradually, it became noticeable that there was a distinct difference in George. He was now dressed as neatly as a new pin and where he used to hang about the house, he now had lots of new interests, hobbies and friends. And he and Jean even flew out to Canada to visit relatives.

What a difference it makes when we share our lives with others – it is not only enriching for us, but for those who know us, too.

With many peaceful blessings