I struggle to post anything on Facebook. Anything. I actually feel a little better for having said so.
I look after social media for so..
I think if January held a scent, it would normally smell like fresh bed linen to me. The 1000 thread-count, sun-drenched and pressed kind…
I remember the moment vividly.
Around the 33 kilometre mark of the 2010 Boston Marathon, there was a thought: ‘why couldn’t I have had ..
Our daughter, Clover, has a cute expression that until this morning I’d always thought was a product of screen time. Turns out it’s her ow..
We’ve been trucking through the Beatitudes at The Big Table over the last few months. Our series, Upside Down, has moved through the suite..
requires nothing – reciprocation, nor love
overlooks an offense
without love, it hurts.
it lives in the daylight.
keep telling it and you’ll never need change your story.
brutally applied, it s..
We had snuck out for a break. She’s more than a work colleague, she’s a friend, and our friendship doesn’t normally tolerate a lot of smal..
Last night, we had our final Ministry Team Leaders’ Meeting for the year at The Big Table. It was a great time to reflect on what God has ..
My wife, Fiona, has been a Tupperware bandit this year. She’s been selling the gear at a prolific rate. I was always a fan, so it hasn’t b..