Told to close my eyes. To imagine my most favourite food in the world. – My mind went to Laksa. Starting with the soup. The smells, the tastes, the heat, the colours. The noodles. The different textures. The different meats and vegetables. It made my mouth start to water. I thought about the good times had […]Read more "My favourite food: the BIBLE?"
I was wearing a bow tie. My favourite wedding shirt, borrowed pants and shoes (that i would later repair with sticky tape). I had the honour of walking an amazingly beautiful woman down that aisle, to hand her to my handsome best friend. I’m awkward at the best of times and earlier that morning i […]Read more "Becoming the best wife: And the means to an end."
The Kingdom of God is like a boat that doesn’t sail. On the boat are 100 people, all from different nations and cultures. Speaking different languages, wearing different clothes. But singing the same song. Praying the same prayers. Loving and serving http://wp.me/p1utPe-6P. We went on outreach to Kyiv, Ukraine. And were told that the base […]Read more "Inter Praise."
The kingdom of Heaven is like a village that stays just above the poverty line by producing almost pure alcohol from sugar cane. With the proceeds the village people clothe and educate their children (at least a little) and put food on the table. As a part of a land locked country with on the […]Read more "A cross road. Double entendre."
This evening i spent a whole hour on the verge of tears and laughter without doing either. I walked into a soup kitchen with 7 new friends to serve however we could. Having no clue what would happen, we arrived in amongst the singing of birthday songs. Side point: I love Australians. I love how […]Read more "Being lost amongst the found and found amongst the lost."
When Randall men start to dance it is usually coupled with raucous laughter from anyone around. We are not very graceful in our movements (although Peter’s wife makes him look pretty good). But its also because we care little for what people may think of afore mentioned gracefulness. I have never spoke to Peter (my […]Read more "Dancing like Fools."
Today i went on a road trip. it was amazing. i joined four amazingly beautiful women on a trip to the hunter valley. We tasted wines and cheeses and picnic’d in the rain. We laughed and shared stories, we ran through the rain together – even tho it was wet and cold and inconvenient. Two […]Read more "church of the road trip"
I’m reading a biography on Pol Pot. I read “Shaking hands with the devil” – the book written by the leader of a UN peacekeeping corp that sat and watched as Rwanda exploded in a racial genocide – I have also read Peter Maas’ experiences in the midst of the Bosnian war as a journalist, I […]Read more "The PEOPLE we decide aren’t really PEOPLE."
A friend of mine got married to a very beautiful lady and then out of nowhere he started sleeping on couches at the church building and not ending up at home ever. Some of his closer colleagues started asking questions and suddenly he broke down. Him and his wife had grown apart and had decided […]Read more "Do unto others – our reaction to things we don’t like."
In year eleven I signed up for two years of Jazz classes. I didn’t really know what jazz was. One of my favourite bands in town had gone through the jazz school and they were amazing. Then I found out two of my friends were also studying it so…. Why not? I walked in and […]Read more "Church of Improvisation"