There is something about Advent that reaches into me very deeply. Every year, when it comes around again, I feel it before I can properly explain it. It comes quietly, like a soft stillness settling over my soul, like the first pale light of morning slipping through the dark. And in that quietness, I feel…
Tag: peace
This World Needs Christmas
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 Front during World War I. Cold. Exhausted. Surrounded by the constant thunder…
Morning Cuppa
There is something almost sacred about those quiet mornings when it’s just me and my cuppa. The house is still. No one calling out. No phones buzzing. Just that soft early light slipping through the windows and the gentle hum of a new day stretching awake. I wrap my hands around the warm mug and…
Good Morning
This morning I find myself wishing I could somehow share this tranquil place with you — to put into words the quiet splendour of waking in the countryside. I wish you could hear the gentle melodies of the Australian bush as the day begins — the cheerful laughter of kookaburras drifting through the open air,…
Apples of Gold 