Jesus, You are our word made flesh. You are our king of kings and our lord of lords. You are our great high priest, our bright and morning star. You drive back darkness...
A Prayer
Category: Non-Fiction Articles
Dirt-Surfing and Molehills
I picked these flowers for myself because I like them and because I am worth them. Why? Well, aside from everything else...
My Own Need to Be Right
We see and hear what we want to see and hear, except on those occasions that we see and hear automatically based upon the belief systems and cultures we have grown up in, or have naturally clung to. And while this might be the case, underpinning every single person currently seeing and hearing, are basic … Continue reading My Own Need to Be Right
A Letter To My Sister
I’ve been thinking about you a lot this week—like a real lot.
The Meeting Place
Who would have thought a small town of 1,400 people could call the heart so?
It Only Takes One
Living in a small country town has had it’s benefits—especially during CoVid. Even though I live alone, I have been grateful for much: the obvious and the not-so-obvious...
An Open Door
I woke to the sound of my flatmate leaving for work. I heard what I thought were his footsteps walking down the hallway, his keys jangling at the front door as he unlocked it, the chain falling as he unlatched it, and then the squeal of the front door as it opened...
You Will Have What Your Faith Expects
If you’re a believer and you’re fighting battles through particular religious filters and with your own intellect, then Jesus says, “you will have what your faith expects!” (Matt 9:29). In this case, heated discourse and circular debates will likely be one outcome of many...
They Will Know Us By Our Love
They will know us by our love,” not by our intellect, our ability to put forth a good argument, or our desire to seek vengeance or strike back.
The Blood of Jesus
When I was about three years of age, my mum had just finished doing a kids bible study with me and she left the room. I was sitting on the edge of my bed when I looked up and saw Jesus nailed to the cross. I wasn’t scared or traumatised—even though...
