Waiting for rain

For the last twenty-five years, every time I’ve been on holiday, I’ve bought something for the Christmas tree.  It has become something of a tradition.  Each year, shortly before Christmas, as I decorate the tree, I remember all the places that I’ve been, the adventures, and the people.  One by one, the ornaments come out…

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On belonging

Today is my first day “back to work” after a month’s leave, which saw me return home to England.    Today has been a busy but typical Monday.  I’ve reviewed this coming Sunday’s sermon which I’d written some weeks ago, selected the hymns and liturgy for Sunday, prepared next week’s service for a residential home, thought…

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On reflection and radiance

I have always loved the Sandy Denny song, “Who knows where the time goes?” “Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving, But how can they know it’s time for them to go?” I’m quite sure that the older I get, the faster time is moving; each new season greeting me sooner than expected. …

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An invitation and a promise

Even after fifteen years in Adelaide, I still feel a bit homesick at Christmas.  It usually starts when I write my Christmas cards and post them.  Fortunately, last December kept me super-occupied with five Sunday services, and Poetry Church, newsletters to write, visits to make, and winding up various things in time for the summer…

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Mow the lawn

I woke up early this morning, but the sun had already been up for a while.  I lay in bed looking out of the big window at the back garden.  The honeyeaters and blackbirds and sparrows were all busy at their work.  I couldn’t see the blue tongue, but I imagine he – or she…

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Standing on the promises

When I was about 16, I left my parent’s Baptist church and joined a Christian fellowship that had been formed after a split from mum and dad’s church.  I don’t remember the reasons why the church had split, and I really can’t recall what my own reasons were for following after the other congregation.  What…

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Gaudete

Earlier this year, knowing that the next day’s forecast was set for hot and humid, I set a very early alarm, so that I could set off and photograph the metallic sun orchids.  The secret location was so many hours’ drive away, and I didn’t know if I’d even spot them, let alone see them…

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Comfort, comfort my people

This weekend sees the first service of the new church year, and the start of the season of Advent. In this short season, we’ll look backwards to the first Christmas and what God has done for us in the Incarnation, and we’ll rest in that knowledge.  We’ll reflect on all the times that God has…

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Hearts on fire

Last Sunday, between worship services, I went for a hike up at Scott Creek.  I was hunting for the crucifix orchid (Orthoceras strictum) which, in that spot, can be a pale green colour.  I spotted a couple of the maroon-coloured ones in flower, but no green. Just along the track at that point, there is…

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