To be honest, most of my days are spent at a rushed pace. Rushing out the door to work, the same at the end of the day. Hurrying to finish one more task before starting the next. But I caught a glimpse of this title across social media - going at the pace of shalom.… Continue reading The Pace of Shalom

Resurrection Sunday when we celebrate that Christ is risen! This is the day that hope stirs afresh. Knowing that Jesus has conquered even the seemingly unconquerable - death. Not even death can hold power over us. Each time today that we declared “Christ is Risen! He is risen indeed!“ my spirit stirred anew with resurrected… Continue reading Christ is risen!

After the intensity, the heartbreak of Good Friday. The commotion of crowds watching the Crucifixion, the brutality and violence, Easter Saturday must have been eerily quiet in its stillness. In the aftermath, the sun still rising, people going about their daily lives must have felt jarring. Heaven was silent. No signs and the disciples left… Continue reading The sound of silence

Holy Week is such a journey of extremes. And while it starts the with the exuberance and praise of a crowd welcoming their King, the week quickly takes a brutal turn. Betrayal and violence, pain and death take centre stage. It’s tempting to rush through to Easter Sunday, to the triumph of life over death,… Continue reading The Hardest Day

Christmas is when God broke through. He broke through the silence that had lasted centuries. He broke through the impossible, to make a way home for us. The birth of Jesus brought hope to the world. Light where there was none. His birth of Jesus was the fulfilment of God’s promise of a Messiah. Through… Continue reading Christmas

For many feeling “christmassy” begins with the start of annual Christmas traditions. Advent calendars, visits to Santa or seeing Christmas lights. Christmas music and the tree going up and decorated. Favourite foods only experienced at Christmas time. If there is anything that makes me instantly feel in the Christmas spirit, it is belting out the… Continue reading Nostalgia

The other night my eleven year old told me that he loved me. He said after, “my heart just felt like I needed to say it.” Such a lovely spontaneous moment and thing for a mum to hear! It made me think too, that God must love to hear the same. To hear us say… Continue reading My heart needed to say it…

The title of the email was very unlike the rest of the work emails coming in that day - “Speak out your thankfulness.” An opportunity to thank someone in the organisation who has shown you support or you appreciate. The statement stuck with me long after I taken up the chance to thank someone. I… Continue reading Speak out your thankfulness

Keeping the Faith… That’s what Oscar’s speech therapist keeps saying we’ve done. Kept the faith on this speech journey. Because dang it has been heartbreaking and hard. So many days when not one word has been heard. When I’ve heard his little mates with Down syndrome with their clear conversations and steeled my heart not… Continue reading Keeping the faith

He came home from school, absolutely elated. Rushing out the story. He’d been chosen as a class representative , special badge and all. In his words, he’d out his name forward to be considered, “but mum, I never get picked, so didn’t think anything would come of it.” Until his name was called out in… Continue reading Chosen