Boys, booze, faith and purpose in Ecuador
It’s funny and terrifying how quickly ten years can fly by. Somehow it has been a full decade…
How tacos can change your life
I’m not really sure why World Taco Day is a thing. It’s probably just a marketing device to…
Pieces of heaven
"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.
Something about Mary
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.
Hillsong: Behind the hype
Lights. Camera(s). Action. Coloured light sweeps the stage, the drum kicks into gear, the first guitar lick penetrates the…
Ecuador vs Bolivia, and losing the Missionary label
Lately I’ve felt the unspoken question of why I decided to go back to South America but not…
The end of the honeymoon period?
About time for a new post, isn’t it? The last couple of months, I’ve wanted and not wanted…
boring Christian music
This afternoon, for the first time in a long time, I listened to Christian radio. And tried to…
After the mission field: two months on
It was exactly two months ago that I left Loja. I shed some tears on the plane to…
down and up again
Settling back in had been going pretty well. It was good gradually catching up with friends rather than…