Last week my country was rocked by the news that four people were killed on an amusement park ride on the Gold Coast. A week earlier we heard about a tragic situation whereby a Sydney man gassed his home, poisoning himself, his wife, his two children, and the family dog. Further afield, a pastor I have… Continue reading Grief is inevitable, but we have hope
What’s your brand of pain? I’m encouraged tonight by these words by Rick McKinley on the Storyline site… “When we stand in our pain, wrap our arms around it, accept life on life’s terms, we learn we are not alone. There is another set of arms around us, the pain, the situation, this moment. Then… Continue reading Wrap your arms around the pain…
If I could list my two great passions, it would have to be writing and acting. I have always written stories and poems. My mum encouraged me to read from an early age, and I developed a love for the written word. I wrote for fun – and therapy. In my teens I’d daily fill… Continue reading Other people’s shoes
“Don’t ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.” (Howard Thurman) I must say this quote excites me every time I read it. Doing things for the sake of what we think the world… Continue reading What makes you come alive?
I love reflecting on the words of CS Lewis… In The Weight of Glory, he writes: “The essential meaning of all things came down from the ‘heaven’ of myth to the ‘earth’ of history. In so doing, it partly emptied itself of its glory, as Christ emptied Himself of His glory to be Man…. That… Continue reading He felt what you feel…
In a group discussion recently we touched on the topic of scars. One person described them as beautiful (emotional or physical), not because of the past pain, but because they gave an illustration of redemption or salvation. Healing has taken place. All was not lost. We survived – and we have the scars to prove… Continue reading He understands scars
I’ve had an accident-prone week when it comes to my hands. They’ve borne the brunt of small scrapes while adventuring with my boys, fatigue-induced kitchen mishaps… and a collision with a car door. Add to that the wearing effect of weather changes as our Australian winter turns into spring… and my hands have seen better days. Of course,… Continue reading Wounded adventurer