Something about Australia Day
Something about sandpaper and three kinds of sin
Something about telling a better story
I love a good story.
Countless evenings I would lay in bed with my young sons telling stories. A precious going-to-bed routine. Laughi..
Something about rosters
I grew up in the era of the petrol roster system. Each weekend, until May 1995, petrol stations would shut at midday Saturday. If you were..
Something about princesses
This week, we celebrated a lovely little girl’s birthday. My daughter and I went to choose a gift for her and decided on a tiara, tutu, an..
Something about bigger stuff
I haven’t written much lately, but I’ve been reading, talking, listening, and thinking plenty. Stuff too tentative to publish and too mudd..
Something about the war room
His is the final word, right?
He is our salvation, our righteousness and truth?
He is the beginning and the end?
The alpha and omega?
Something about slow work
I’m (occasionally) reading through a book Too Soon Old, Too Late Smart – 30 true things you need to know now. It’s an eloquent and incisiv..
Something about the problem of tribe
I read a few blogs. Ok, more than a few, enough to feel regularly overwhelmed with the catch-up reading.
I could stop. Or cull them dow..
Something about hoping no one else notices
Occasionally, on a Monday evening, I run down a stretch of Canning Highway. Those few hundred metres take me past the Christadelphian Hall..