This ANZAC Day, as we remember the men and women who sacrificed so much for us on foreign soil, let us reflect on the greatest gift of love.
The fire will dim, it’s a given, we’re human. But God is ready and waiting to help bring it to life again, reigniting and stoking the fire.
God presence is the heat that the fire requites, but we can smother the fire by gathering too many tasks rather that doing what is required.
Sights, sounds and smells are triggers to the deepest memories; Azaleas & Camellias. A short story.
Whether it’s a breastplate or a parachute, if it’s made of righteousness, best to use Christ’s.
We are not delivering junk mail, we are charged with a personal invitation.
We may be a postcard, a newsletter, or a parcel, but each of us is a living invitation sent from the Father.
What if we got it wrong? What if this is a command rather than an encouragement?
Humility is like a dessert. Best served in small regular doses. A poem.
The 19th June 2019, was our 15th wedding anniversary. And I am here to tell you that after two children (with the all inclusive highs and treacherous lows), three post codes (from inner suburbs to the sticks), five career changes (mine), weight alterations (my gain, his loss — literally), through the ebbs of sickness and flows of…