Being given more time to live is a gift that includes both the joy and the sorrow. I stood at the gates of eternity. Not metaphorically. Not in some dreamy, poetic sense. I stood there, suspended between breath and no breath, between the beating heart and silence. Between earth… and heaven. The cord of life…
Tag: grace
Life is Precious
A meaningful life is built when our daily choices reflect what we say matters most. Every single day we wake up is a gift —wrapped not in paper, but in possibility. We often move through our days as if they are endless,as if time owes us more,as if we can press pause on what truly…
Hold on. Hope wins.
The moments that become our favourite stories are often the ones we never planned. On Easter Sunday, there’s a hush in the air that always moves me. The dawn feels quiet and golden, as though the whole world is rising together into the same soft light. Shadows stretch long across the ground, the birds seem…
Completely Alive
Spending time with children can help us see the world with fresh wonder. The night couldn’t be more perfect for a stroll along the beach. The breeze is gentle, and the sea mirrors its stillness. I inhale deeply, letting the scents of the evening fill my senses, the salty mist in the air, the refreshing…
This World Needs Christmas
Goodwill can begin with one person willing to reach across a divide. There are some stories that don’t fade with time. They settle into the soul and stay there. One of them is the Christmas of 1914. I often try to picture it. Young men far from home, shivering in muddy trenches along the Western…
My Pink Ribbon Day
Even after the darkest night, morning comes again. After weeks of helping care for my elderly parents, I have been carrying a kind of tiredness that sinks right down into your bones. And yet, this morning, in the very early hours, I found myself wide awake. Melbourne was putting on quite a show outside, with…
Good Morning Twenty Twenty-Four
We only need enough strength for the next step. I find myself waking up, or perhaps more truthfully, trying to pull myself into a new year. It feels like a tug-of-war between the sweetness of dreamland, which keeps calling me back, and the quiet desire to get up and savour the very first chai of…
Fabric of Life
We may not understand every painful season, but we can trust that God is present and working with purpose through it all. When you look at the fabric of your life so far, what colours do you see woven through it? Which shades have been the most dominant? What patterns have emerged in the tapestry…
Kintsugi
God does not waste our brokenness; if we allow Him, He can tenderly transform it into wisdom, compassion and beauty. Kintsugi is a 15th-century Japanese art of repairing broken pottery with gold. The word comes from kin, meaning gold, and tsugi, meaning joinery — to join with gold. The more I think about it, the…
Life Defining Moments
We are not promised tomorrow, but while we are still here, every ordinary day is sacred, those we love are worth holding close, and every unfinished page is a gift from God. There are some moments in life that do not simply live in our memory. They mark us. They sear themselves into us so…
