I’m not really sure why World Taco Day is a thing. It’s probably just a marketing device to boost sales at restaurants, Mexican or otherwise. The same goes for Taco Tuesdays – why not #TequilaTuesdays? #TeaTuesdays? #TiramisuTuesdays? I don’t understand it, but I’m okay with it. In fact, Taco Tuesdays have become a beloved part of my week. Method: Head to local pub after work. … Continue reading How tacos can change your life
“How can you not like dumplings? They’re little pieces of heaven!”
Okay, so this post isn’t really about dumplings. But I’m going to talk a little about dumplings to launch into some thoughts about the little pieces of heaven on earth, the fragments of eternity around us. Continue reading Pieces of heaven
Apparently Margaret Thatcher was my hero. When I was in Year 6, each kid in our class had to nominate a female role model and I chose the Iron Lady. I don’t know why I didn’t pick Aung San Suu Kyi. Way cooler. And I mean, I’m possibly part-Burmese. Maybe.
Meanwhile, Alex – the boy I had a crush on – chose English nurse Florence Nightingale. My heart fluttered and sighed. This guy is beautiful and deep!
He chose a compassionate, determined, God-fearing woman. I chose a conservative politician (in)famous for being a hard-ass.
To this day, I think Alex had the right idea. And I’m starting to think I need to have better taste in women. Continue reading Something about Mary
Lights. Camera(s). Action. Coloured light sweeps the stage, the drum kicks into gear, the first guitar lick penetrates the already electric atmosphere in the auditorium. I’ve walked into a pop rock concert, right down to the cheering, the mosh, the stage backdrop, and – later – fans taking selfies with singer Taya Smith. It’s a show, a very impressive one, smoothly executed from start to finish. So this is … Continue reading Hillsong: Behind the hype
Lately I’ve felt the unspoken question of why I decided to go back to South America but not as a missionary (that is, not as a big ‘M’ conventional Missionary). This post is an attempt to explain this and, at the same time, share with you some of the thinking behind why I went to Ecuador then, and why I’m going to Bolivia now. Why I went to … Continue reading Ecuador vs Bolivia, and losing the Missionary label
About time for a new post, isn’t it? The last couple of months, I’ve wanted and not wanted to write. I haven’t posted because, well, I guess I’ve tended to write about observations and conclusions that I’ve come to, things that I can build a narrative around. Things that are neat. I haven’t really had any nice epiphanies lately, but I’ll give you some snapshots … Continue reading The end of the honeymoon period?
This afternoon, for the first time in a long time, I listened to Christian radio. And tried to figure out why Christian music is so boring. I often say to people that Christian music tends to be very samey – melodies, lyrics, production, voices, everything. There’s nothing particularly awful about it, apart from the occasional awkward line that doesn’t quite rhyme or doesn’t sound quite … Continue reading boring Christian music
It was exactly two months ago that I left Loja. I shed some tears on the plane to Guayaquil, just thinking about how two years in a place is an awful long time, a lot of love given and received. And now that I’m home, I can say I miss some things, my closer friends, things we used to do, the smell of the place … Continue reading After the mission field: two months on
Settling back in had been going pretty well. It was good gradually catching up with friends rather than making a huge deal about being back. It was nice having a job, something to pass the time and earn some dosh rather than spending hours twiddling my thumbs whilst the rest of the world was busy working or studying. It was sweet enjoying the comforts of … Continue reading down and up again
It’s been over a month since my last blog post. Between my last post and this one, I’ve said “Adios” to Ecuador, and “Hello” (again) to Australia. So two years as a missionary in southern Ecuador are over, I am back home in Australia … with a job to boot! And it’s strange because it’s been quite easy to slip back seamlessly into life here, … Continue reading return to Oz
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