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Continue reading →: Masterpiece
I like to have a word for the year. Some sweet thing dropped into my heart that ripples through the year and holds me like an anchor when the tide comes in and the waves begin to crash around my little boat. The word, my word, for this year is…
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Continue reading →: Reward
These words are playing on repeat in my heart today – a promise to Abram. (That’s right good ‘ol father Abraham, before he was even Abraham). “Fear not, I am your shield, and your exceeding great reward.” (Gen 15v1) I am all filled up – into the corners, and the…
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Continue reading →: As the Day Breaks or the Evening Closes….
This quote always speaks to me – motormouth that I am! Let us, then, labour for an inward stillness – and inward stillness and an upward healing, that perfect silence where the lips and heart are still, and we no longer entertain our own imperfect thoughts and vain options, but…
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Continue reading →: Peace
I think perhaps Peace is the hardest of the all the Christmas promises to experience. Maybe it’s cultural…perhaps we have bought into a Christmas season that is all about doing everything, being everywhere and meeting demands for everything and everyone. I’ve been thinking about hurricanes and storms lately. It…
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Continue reading →: Included
Whilst it might be an inaccurate portrayal, I love the traditional image of the nativity. The young parents gazing in wide-eyed wonder at the babe wrapped in strips surrounded with straw, the sheepish looking shepherds, the regal looking astrologers, the animals calmly giving balance to the scene. What strikes me most…
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Continue reading →: On Getting Up After the First Hurdle
So… I love this idea of Advent so much I wrote a book. I thought about Advent so much, the season of it, the stepping outside the race. Determining to dwell in the season. Then suddenly it was Advent – 3 days in and I realise I’m a hot mess.…
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Continue reading →: Adventing – Anticipation
It happened a lot during my childhood, the slowing of time in relation to the height of my eagerness for an event. A party invitation that didn’t start until 2pm made a day drag on and on, the ticking clock interminable. Lying in bed for the prescribed one hour Sunday…
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Continue reading →: So, I Wrote A Book
Since I’ve had babies I’ve wanted to build traditions around Christmas. I’ve dreamed about the sense of holy wonder in our home as we contemplate together the rough stable, those young parents, the scrappy shepherds, the choirs of angels. I’ve wanted a Christmas build up that has felt like Christ-mas.…
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Nau mai, haere mai (welcome) from Aotearoa/ New Zealand. I’m an educator, theologian, poet, textile artist, extrovert and lover of the Church. This is a space primarily for Christian poetry and blessing but also reflection. Want to use my work or know more? Please check in via a comment or email.
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