Come, Holy Spirit...

Once a month I get up far too early and make my way to a church, somewhere in the Eastern suburbs. I hope there is a bus that will get me to my destination without too much hassle and that there is somewhere I can grab a coffee on the way to…

When dreams start becoming reality...

This morning began like any other morning. I walked down to the church and was welcomed by the warmth of Myrle’s office. There was some new mail... for Andrew...from Randwick council. Finally, after months of waiting, our approval letter had…

Happy Birthday Uniting Church

Yesterday we celebrated the birthday of the Uniting Church. 37 years old and still learning together what it means to be part of the Body of Christ in Australia here and now. Lately, I have a been thinking a lot about who we are as a Uniting…

Life in the midst of mundane tasks...

I am pretty sure I have the best job in the world. When people ask me how life is at Hope Uniting Church, I can’t help but smile. I can’t always think of the most amazing story to share with whoever has asked me about how we’re travelling…

hope in education

What sort of community do you want to live in? The answer changes as the seasons of our life blow through. At age 18, I was concerned with music rehearsal rooms, a good pub, scoring the best lecturers for my university classes and cheap…

LoveMakesAWay

On Mondays this semester, I have been teaching Introduction to Biblical Hebrew. I get in my car and listen to the radio, wishing that the hour of my drive would mean more Zan and less Lewi. This week, as I listened to the midday news, my mind…

So, that's that!

So, that’s that! The Lenten sugar challenge finished up, with the glorious taste of maple (flavoured) syrup on BBQ pancakes at Hope Uniting’s Easter breakfast. After that some of the (huge) stash of chocolate that somehow infiltrated our…

converted anew by the stranger

I've been thinking over the last week about how easily I become judgemental. When people don’t  have the same beliefs or ideas as me, it’s very easy to discount  them. Or simply to leave them in the corner to ignore. Last Sunday after…

somehow, somewhere along the way...

Somehow, somewhere along the way, my husband and I decided to give up sugar for Lent this year. I maintain that it was all his idea, a way of getting back at me for inviting him to join me in giving up meat through Lent a few years ago. It’s…