I have a tapestry on the wall which my grandmother made. I loved my grandmother. Growing up, I felt like she understood me better than any..
In all the blah, blah, blah of the week there was one phrase in a song that refused to leave my head.‘Mercy waits where sinners fall.’
My father-in-law returned from a harvest-stint at the edge of the Wheatbelt for one of his progeny this week. His role description would h..
There are plenty of songs that get a whole lot of airplay around this time of year. Many ill-deserving.
I’ve been attempting to encoura..
I was contemplating an imaginary scenario in the shower this morning. After imaginary conversations, they’re probably my favourite shower ..
Sometimes you’ve got nothing. Out of ideas, out of energy, all out of love. I reckon it’s where many songwriters begin. There’s something ..
There have been many times in the past where situations have required pensive decisions. Decisions that have been based on choices. Some o..
Heading home from a work trip, I was waiting in a hotel lobby in Singapore when a young man pushed his way to the counter to check out. He..
Everyone who knows me knows that I’m totally up for a fad addiction. When I love something, you’re gonna hear about it. A sample, inexhaus..
My Bible is singing harmonies. Sometimes they’re well-rehearsed and easily recognised; Isaiah 52 and Daniel 7 and Luke 22, telling the sto..