I haven’t written much lately, but I’ve been reading, talking, listening, and thinking plenty. Stuff too tentative to publish and too mudd..
In the first year of our marriage, Michael had a Husband of the Year idea that we would get out of town for one weekend a month. Of course..
In the first days after I had given my life to Jesus, I was very quiet about the event. I did not have a ‘running-around-the-streets, hera..
Occasionally, on a Monday evening, I run down a stretch of Canning Highway. Those few hundred metres take me past the Christadelphian Hall..
There’s a tongue-twisting tale in the first half of the Bible with life and death consequences.
The potted version of this story, which..
‘She’s from just from a churchy family, and that’s the way they think and what they choose to believe. Let it go. That’s just how she was ..
When I was singing and leading at a larger, multi-service church, we went through a phase of establishing additional campuses. “One church..
I haven’t written a ‘something’ in a couple of weeks. It becomes a lot harder to put pen to paper, or fingers to keyboard, when you haven’..
He didn’t recognise me. But he knew someone was coming to visit. With the realisation that I, a grey haired grandma, had come to see him, ..
I’ve just finished reading an account of spiritual abuse at the hands of the leadership of a large church. Written with a level of grace, ..