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God’s Word is brimming with verses that call us to forget, and plenty more telling us to remember. Others talk about t..
I woke this morning with a picture of a man who finds himself on a vast canvas of possibility. But stuff happens. An incident plays out an..
I grew up with a punctuality problem.
In my Year 12 yearbook, under the “Famous for” section of my profile, it read: “Famous for saunte..
It was a hoodie-kind-of-morning when I tested the weather out of the car door with an arm. I put on the jumper and made my way to the star..
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..