The Folly of Advent

I usually begin decorating for the advent and Christmas season on the first day of Advent. It has become a tradition for me over the last six or so years anyway. But this year I put it off. I wasn’t going to be in this house over Christmas I argued, I’d be working anyway I thought, and there are plenty of decorations at work… But honestly, all of those excuses are lame! Really it’s because I’m not with him, and he isn’t here and this Continue reading →

Fragments on Seeking a Church Community

Over the last 18 months I visited a number of churches as I sought to transition from the UK to Australia. In part because I wanted to reflect without concern that I might hurt the feelings of those I visited with, I chose the more obtuse form of poetic fragments. It was a beautiful exercise for me to reflect on church visits and meeting new people in this way – and i find that I can recall the larger context for each fragment quite easily. Continue reading →

Dreamcatchers

I found some of the letters she had written me yesterday. I came upon them accidentally. In these I read her heart. Her love for her family – for me – and her sense of humour. In them I feel her sense of adventure. The same sense I‘ve inherited. I feel her certainty, her doubt, her hope, her fears. They break my heart and fill me with joy at the same time. inexplicably. hopefully. My grandmother’s prayer is now my own God grant me the Continue reading →