Jesus lived the words He spoke, all His words lined His actions and every line He spoke actioned a Kingdom of love...
From before all time began His grace was there waiting for us, because the cross was there waiting for Him. Waiting for the Creator of the Universe to die for the creatures He created. He became our ransom so He could then become our peace.
Lock-Down Hot Crossed Buns Fill your home with the comforting smell of home baked goodness with traditional Hot Crossed Buns. I’m sharing with you our family recipe which comes with a twist of Jamaican-Australian spice. Enjoy! This recipe can be download as a PDF right here: Hot Crossed Buns What You Need… The... Continue Reading →
Covenant faithfulness means that the God of all the spinning universe ties Himself to the fate of faulty human beings, binds Himself to the broken beating hearts of humankind, and in so doing, nails Himself to a cross. This is who He is.
'This well is deep', the one to quench the thirst of cells, but not deep enough though to quench the thirst of a soul. Thirst has no boundaries, social or cultural. We all thirst. Our cells thirst for the water that floods them, restores them, renews their life. And our souls thirst too for a deeper water, hydration in a deeper place, from a deeper source, a spring deeper than deep space, vaster than a universe of light.
We all know that feeling, the dawning realisation that so many of our choices thoughts and actions are coloured by our past, tinted by a life lived in the muddy reality of human relationship, human brokenness. Human inhumanity...
Chapter 12 With. ‘“Because the patriarchs were jealous of Joseph, they sold him as a slave into Egypt. But God was with him …’ Acts 7:9-10 '“The virgin will conceive and give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel” (which means “God with us”).' Matthew 1:23 'Out of the depths I... Continue Reading →
Chapter 11 Wrestle 'The Lord will fight for you...’ Exodus 14:14 Read Genesis 28:11-22 and Genesis 32:22-28 The footprints of history are deep, trailing lines in the dusty earth, script lines, lines to live repeatedly-without-thinking by, lines running back through time, lines first spoken in a garden long ago. Lie, manipulate, defraud and steal... Continue Reading →
..God sees and hears the pain we live in, in this unravelling world, and He weaves His grace around us to restore us to ourselves. This God sees. This God hears. And this God names us who we truly are long after we have forgotten...
Chapter 9 Babel ‘Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. It takes a touch of genius – and a lot of courage to move in the opposite direction.’ E.F. Schumacher ‘All of you, clothe yourselves with humility toward one another, because, “God opposes the proud but shows favour to... Continue Reading →
Chapter 8 Broken Light 'Your love, Lord, reaches to the heavens, your faithfulness to the skies. Your righteousness is like the highest mountains, your justice like the great deep. You, Lord, preserve both people and animals. How priceless is your unfailing love, O God! People take refuge in the shadow of your wings... ...For... Continue Reading →
Life gives us this script and we learn these lines by heart, habituating them, breathing them in through our lungs, drawing them into our veins, running them straight to our heart. And our heart beats in time to these lines laid out, weaving the future with the threads of the past...
Chapter Six 'Truth, Trust and Intimacy...Lost' 'For the word of the Lord is right and true; he is faithful in all he does. The Lord loves righteousness and justice; the earth is full of his unfailing love. By the word of the Lord the heavens were made, their starry host by the breath of his... Continue Reading →
Chapter Five Falling... ‘The people walking in darkness have seen a great light; on those living in the land of deep darkness a light has dawned.’ Isaiah 9:2 Read Genesis chapter 3: 1-24 How do I look this child in the face and tell her everything is going to be okay when the reality... Continue Reading →
So we have eight year olds smashing the faces of twelve year olds here, girls no taller than my shoulder posturing gangster hostility, here on this earth where people formed from dust forget their breath and treat each other like dirt. And this one little girl who fires up like a Don she cocks her hip and shakes her head and waves her finger and taunts the other children with violent glares and hostile words… and she is eight.
The thing is, underneath it all, so often we’re not sure. Not sure who we are, not sure that we’re valuable, not sure where to place our feet in all this whirling world. Questions haunt the corridors of our minds, the edges of our identities, pouncing on us from the shadows when we find ourselves alone with our thoughts. Who are we? What does it all mean? Are we loved? Are we significant?
Chapter Two Loved. 'Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love.' 1 John 4:8 ‘We love because he first loved us’ 1 John 4:19 'love one another as I have loved you' John 13:34 Read: Genesis 1:26-28 and 2:18-24 Some sickness is easy to diagnose, like blotches on skin or a... Continue Reading →
Chapter One ‘Dust and Breath’ ‘The Spirit of God has made me; the breath of the Almighty gives me life’Job 33:4 Read Genesis 2:7 and Job 33:4 Standing on the edge of our own mortality can be the strangest place to be. Yet it is a place every one of us will stand one... Continue Reading →
Epilogue The Road Home 'Open my eyes that I may see wonderful things in your law.' Psalm 119:18 Read Luke 24:13-35 There are roads sometimes that go nowhere, nowhere but away, nowhere but far from all we want to leave behind us, far from all we fear and cannot face. Wandering roads, retreating roads, roads... Continue Reading →
Prologue Beginning Read Genesis 1:1-27 and John 1:1-12 Crosses piped on hot crossed buns, flurries of flour every where, globs of dough sliding down fingers and splattering onto the bench. We’ve done this every year for a while now. These annual traditions grounding us, giving us markers in our calendars and comfortable assumptions in... Continue Reading →
Welcome friend to 'The Long Walk…’ Thanks for stopping by... ...Come, lean in for just a moment, take a moment and take a breath. I have something to send to you, a homemade gift just for you, if you want it. So here it is. My gift to you. A little corner of the internet... Continue Reading →