In the face of injustice, the horrors of war, and the forces of nature, humanitarian efforts amaze me. The courage and compassion that lea..
I grew up loving cricket and loving Jesus. A cricket ball in a low-hanging stocking from the patio was an occupational hazard. Any collisi..
The morning started as most weekdays do. Alarm (iPhone or singing toddler, both equally effective), feet to the floor, food in tummies, an..
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..
My sweet daughter recently turned two, and for any parent of babies or toddlers, this is a significant milestone. For me, it’s triggered a..
Back in the days when I was closer to fit and thrifty than fit and fifty, I rode my dodgy purple Indi 500 up a long hill to a bike shop in..
“What do you mean, ‘What’s the matter?’” Micah replied. “You’ve taken away all the idols I have made, and my priest, and I have nothin..
I’ve been seeing a physiotherapist. She is great. I think she’s a nice person.
This opinion continues from the moment I walk into the s..
“ God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction”
Last Sunday morning, we had a ‘Blessing of the Writers’ at The Big Table. If you’ve never heard of one of those, fret not – neither had we..