Something about the silent treatment
My wife, Fiona, hasn’t spoken to me in almost three weeks. At all.
Her silence has been a means of treating vocal nodules that have been ..
Something about spring, the promise of avocados, and church planting
Our avocado tree is in the process of budding and it’s teeming. The tree is six years old and I’ve never seen it so abundant with the prom..
Something about a plebiscite
It seemed like a long drum roll, but it ended with barely a whimper. The Labour party announced on Tuesday morning that they would not sup..
Something about longevity
I’ve long admired the joyful endurance that, over time, creates a deep furrow of cultivated character and glorifying goodness.
The blok..
Something about tangents
I love Jesus’ ability to change tack for a Kingdom purpose. He takes the tangents that open the way to love, miracles, hope, and a new kin..
Something about hovering and ‘one-anothering’
My dog hovers. It annoys the crap out of me. I’m fine with her slumping on my feet, even leaping with affection or laying out the back und..
Something about Tangles
On Wednesday morning, I woke to the news that one of my childhood cricketing heroes, Max Walker, had died at the too-young age of 68.
M..
Something about editing
I need editors. And I need to edit. There’s something about my writing brain that, more often than I’d like, overlooks error.
I miss gr..
Something about pressure
As we waited at the top of the 3 km interval on Tuesday morning and watched one of the runners disappear unassailably, one of my running b..
Something about the upside
Throwaway comments over the last fortnight have made me realise all over again: I tend to expect and anticipate the upside and manage the ..