The life of power

An Easter Reflection I recently read an article on the ABC news site, titled A power has risen in Australian politics – and it’s not coming quietly. The author, Annabel Crabb, considers the shifting landscape in Australian politics that is undermining the traditional patriarchal power base. She states, “in this instance, there is opportunity for women to seek justice, to speak out, to demand restitution … Continue reading The life of power

Becoming a child again

A Christmas Reflection There is nothing more wonderful than watching a child play. Their freedom and lack of inhibition. Their ability to simply get lost in their own world. Their simple love of play. I remember how much I looked forward to Christmas as a boy. How much anticipation there was watching the presents amass under the Christmas tree. The sheer joy of unwrapping the … Continue reading Becoming a child again

Oh Maxie, why stress about Christmas?

A Christmas reflection This is Maxie. We took him on as a rescue dog seven years ago. When I first met him, I thought he was very sweet, sitting in his kennel, forlorn, with big begging eyes. For anyone who has a dog, you know exactly what I mean. Confession But I have a confession. I’m not really a dog person. The suggestion would bring … Continue reading Oh Maxie, why stress about Christmas?

deconstructing it so far

a personal reflection… It’s been over seven weeks since I left my previous job. Life’s been active. I’ve finished reading William Brooks, Transitions, for a second time. The first time was in 2010. That year I left a church that I’d been a part of for almost 30 years and I gave up the ambition to be a Pastor vocationally. It’s funny that 10 years … Continue reading deconstructing it so far

anticipation

Seasons of change bring anticipation with them. I’m no exception. Finishing one thing to begin another sparks anticipation. Better described than defined, anticipation is that first whiff of roasting coffee beans in the morning, the roar of the crowd when your team runs onto the field, the sound of your toddler breaking the bliss of sleep. Anticipation is a tiny theft of pleasure. A wreckless … Continue reading anticipation