Our vulnerability does not diminish our faith; it reminds us how deeply we need God. Five years ago today, I received news that changed my life. But two days before that, on an ordinary Monday morning, my body gave me the first terrifying sign that something was terribly wrong. Nothing about the morning itself felt…
Tag: resilience
More ordinary days
Sometimes the greatest relief comes not from having all our questions answered, but from being given a little more room to breathe. There are weeks when the whole world feels unsteady. This has been one of them. So much in the wider world feels fragile at the moment, with economies shaking, nations on edge, and…
The Speed of Change
There is a quiet mercy in the ordinary days when nothing unexpected happens. There are seasons in life when almost nothing seems to change. Days follow one another so faithfully they begin to blur. Morning arrives, evening settles, and tomorrow looks much like today. Life moves along its tracks with a reassuring rhythm. Predictable. Familiar….
Quiet Reflection
Peace isn’t necessarily the absence of uncertainty; it is discovering that uncertainty doesn’t have to take away our peace. When I was younger, the days between Christmas and New Year felt almost sacred. A quiet pause in the calendar where I would reflect on what had been and carefully map out what was to come….
Forever in My Heart
What we experience as an ordinary part of life may be something another generation sacrificed everything to protect. On your day of independence, my beautiful Finland, my heart always returns to you. It returns with pride, but also with tenderness. Because freedom is never just a word when you know what it cost. It is…
Raindrops Keep Falling
Sometimes we discover our strength only when we have no choice but to use it. In Finland, we have a word for resilience — sisu. It means the kind of grit that carries you through when willpower alone isn’t enough. I like to think I have a fair bit of it, but yesterday morning, as…
Cancer Diagnosis
A date that once marked our deepest fear can become a day to honour the life we have lived since. I’m the kind of person who remembers anniversaries, not only the joyful ones, but the ones that mark life’s deep turning points. I’ve always been this way. Certain days settle into my bones and refuse…
Christmas Wish
Sometimes we only recognise how much we have when we hear how little someone else has. Sometimes life has a way of stopping us in our tracks, quietly urging us to reflect. It’s so easy to get swept up in the holiday buzz, the endless plans, the lists, the preparations. This year my Christmas tree…
The Joy of Writing
The path to our calling begins when we listen to what stirs our soul and have the courage to follow where it leads. In the quiet spaces between breaths, in the soft stillness of the soul, there exists a flame that flickers and dances, a passion ignited by the simple stroke of a pen upon…
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…
