How good was it to hear and see the rain on Friday. Good, heavy, soaking rain. When it rains like that you can almost sense the relief in plants as they feverishly begin to siphon up the moisture. Their leaves start to lose their limpness immediately and a brighter green returns. How the earth loves…
Just recently, I’ve noticed a few journos’s describing this time in COVID-19 as a roller-coaster ride; especially since government restrictions have been imposed again. It’s a metaphor often used to describe what life is like: full of ups and downs, sharp bends, surprising dips and steep climbs. It’s a ride that can be both exhilarating…
Fear is a powerful motivator. It can also be a powerful de-motivator. Just a short time ago, the declaration of a Pandemic sent waves of fear around the world and within weeks produced a set of circumstances very view people could have imagined. Significant parts of the world went into lockdown. Along with the loss…
Leaving home because you want to or because you can, is a very different experience of leaving home because you have to; because ‘home’ is no longer safe for you. And, leaving ‘home’ has another dimension to it. Being forced to leave home is the situation today for about 78 million people around the world…
This week has re-activated some significant memories. Memories of incidents that have shaped my life and my theology. Let me tell you about just one of them. There are others. At the bottom of this article are 2 photographs from an incident that sits in my memory as a constant reminder of what happens when…
What do you think, in this corona threat? Cardboard cut-outs are placed on the seat An instant crowd, for a football elite, We see our face in this special meet To cheer on the players as they engage in their feats. Could we see our Churches, in the people race? Where Cardboard parishioners are given…
Something quite unusual is happening in our back -yard. Actually, it’s a side-yard. It’s a fairly large timber deck with lots of pot plants and things around the edges. Short pots. Tall pots. Red ones. Grey ones. There’s also a 1metre high fence along the long edge of the deck and behind this fence a…
A few weeks ago I shared with you this quote by a Russian philosopher: one thing will always remain; simply sitting in a chair and looking into the distance. Since then I’ve found myself quite a few times doing just that. I’m usually on my own sitting on a bench looking out over Port Philip…
One of the things that lock-down has given me, and I suspect has given lots of other people, is time. I don’t have anywhere that I need to be. My day is no longer being driven by the clock. Or the diary. Or a schedule of activities There are a few things I need and…
One of my strongest memories from childhood was spending the whole of Monday during school holidays at the Cambridge Cattle Market. It was a huge piece of land on the edge of the city where rural life intercepted city life. Farmers gathered each week to sell and buy livestock – anything from chickens to enormous…