The gospel is about God.

It is the best news you could ever hear.

It is also the best news you could ever tell.

The gospel is good news. Yet how good something appears is best measured by comparing it to the alternative; we will never understand how good the good news truly is until we understand how bad the bad news truly is.

The gospel tells us both.

2000 years ago, a man who shaped the world said it like this, “it’s no longer I that live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life that I now live in the flesh, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loves me and gave Himself for me”.

So now, it’s all about Jesus Christ. My thinking about life, love, and laughter have been redefined, re-imagined, and ultimately re-born.

Jesus—the Word who became flesh.

That’s why this is wordfocused.

My intention is that this blog will help you become more wordfocused as well. Articles, poems, reviews, links; all of which are intended to make much of Jesus.

Like most polite introductions I should start with my name, Chris Thomas.

I used to continue these conversations with what I do, rather than who I am, as if how I spend my time defines my identity. And to a certain degree, that's true. But it's also not the full picture.

I am first and foremost an undeserving recipient of God's grace and love. I didn't deserve it way back when I first placed my life into his hands, and I certainly haven't done much to deserve it since. The only security I have today is that I have been found in Him (see Philippians 3:7-11), and that is all the security I will ever need.

I was once an orphan. Now, I am a child of God.

I'm also a husband to a very patient wife, a father to five occasionally embarrassed children, and a frustrated owner of an assortment of poorly trained animals.

I'm either a complicated introvert who enjoys public speaking, or an extroverted recluse. I'm yet to figure it out.

I gravitate toward all things rustic, especially if they involve leather and wood. If I wasn't doing what I do now, I'd want to be a craftsman of some sort.

I sometimes use coffee as a convenient vehicle for caffeine, while on other occasions it is the elixir of life itself.

Technology sings it's siren's song in my ear, yet the feel of fine paper and the smell of stitching forbids me to abandon my leather-bound notebook.

Shoes are almost always optional.

I had a beard long before I'd heard of the term hipster.

I don't smoke, but if I did, I'd smoke a pipe like one you'd see if Hollywood ever makes a Moby Dick movie.

I'm not famous.


One of the more extraordinary miracles I've experienced in life, apart from my wife agreeing to marry me, was to be asked to join the Pastoral Team at Raymond Terrace Community Church in the Hunter Valley on the mid-coast of NSW, Australia. I spend vast portions of my week looking intently into the Scriptures in order to rightly discern the voice of God. Then, I spend a bit more time in the week telling people what I saw and helping them to see it too.

On occasion I'm asked to visit other groups of Christians to tell them what I've been seeing as well. I also craft words to retell the greatest story the world will ever hear—the gospel, with all the implications that centre a life around it. I’ve been blessed to have the opportunity to share some of these thoughts with other ministries who have been gracious enough to publish them.

If you'd like me to speak at your church or event, please supply a few details in the link below and I'll contact you as soon as I am able.


Websites I frequent

Desiring God

For The Church (Where I also have the honour of being a contributing author)

The Gospel Coalition and TGC Australia (I also have a few articles published here)

Bible Arc