Something about shibboleth
There’s a tongue-twisting tale in the first half of the Bible with life and death consequences.
The potted version of this story, which..
Something about surviving the noise
All those words.
Shouting. To be heard.
I am 39.
We are late. It’s my fault, and his fault, and nobodies fault. Standing at the c..
Something about a stereotype
‘She’s from just from a churchy family, and that’s the way they think and what they choose to believe. Let it go. That’s just how she was ..
Something about reproducibility and indispensability
When I was singing and leading at a larger, multi-service church, we went through a phase of establishing additional campuses. “One church..
Something about lessons in friendship
There’s fewer things in life that I strive to be than a good friend to someone. The thought of that not being the case, plays to my deepes..
Something about sneaking up on the page
I haven’t written a ‘something’ in a couple of weeks. It becomes a lot harder to put pen to paper, or fingers to keyboard, when you haven’..
Something about forgetting
Anzac Day, 2017. Lest we forget.
On this day in 1914, troops from the newly federated nation of Australia answered the call to fight al..
Something about visiting
He didn’t recognise me. But he knew someone was coming to visit. With the realisation that I, a grey haired grandma, had come to see him, ..
Something about the good old days
It’s nearly impossible to ignore or shed the old traditions and memories that have been so much a part of the fabric of our lives.
It i..
Something about dinner in the sky
As I ran around the river, I stumbled across what looked like a dining table, set atop a platform, with racing car style chairs being hois..