Stories from the journey home
It was a golden sunlit morning. Bright with a hint of warmth. I couldn’t help stopping to capture the moment on my phone. I was heading to my new work place. It was my first day at my new job. For Debbie’s Six Word Saturday
Felt utterly decadent that Saturday. I had a craving for dim sum and headed into Chinatown to eat all four dishes by myself! Not to mention a mango pudding dessert.🍨 Washed all the beautiful goodness down with chrysanthemum tea. Delicious! Life feels pretty good after a great meal… For Debbie’s Six Word Saturday
My own hot water bottle. Bought by a kind friend when I was poorly. I came across a true story this afternoon. It's been travelling around the world since the 1950s. I had no idea it existed until I bumped into a friend at the local grocers this afternoon. I was buying lunch. So was... Continue Reading →
The poppy I forgot to wear to church this morning It was a beautiful autumn day. Mild and sunlit. I walked out of our local coffee shop after my morning coffee and breakfast muffin to catch the local parade. Service men and women marched alongside school children and old veterans. A few people clapped their... Continue Reading →
… and redemption. It’s an ancient story of hope and forgiveness. But it starts with acknowledging we’re flawed. It starts with understanding our sin before God. For Debbie’s One Word Sunday
Spotted the markings walking around St Leonards in Sydney. It was probably done by workmen to see where they should dig. But I thought it looked interesting. The time stamp also tells me it was 17 October 2019. In just a few weeks I’d be living on the other side of the world. For Debbie’s... Continue Reading →
Big white clouds acrossBlue skies roll their white trails andLet images fly A poem for Rebecca’s November Poetry Challenge! Come play with a haiku inspired by nature.
I start a new job in two weeks. I've had the most wonderful time at my current workplace. I've really enjoyed working to tell their stories of hope and transformation. It's been a privilege to wake up each morning, open my laptop, and write about faithful staff, caring pastors, and generous supporters from across the... Continue Reading →
It was an ordinary station. But the morning light was magical. For Debbie’s Six Word Saturday and Becky’s #WalkingSquares
There was a time when our boy enjoyed following me to the gallery regularly. It takes a special exhibition to get him out there these days. But, at least he’s still interested! For Becky’s #WalkingSquares
A young boy is sitting behind a plate of food. He has the cutest grin! Photo was taken by Jon Haley on Unsplash The following story came up on my social media feed. And encouraged me to post the following response elsewhere. https://www.sbs.com.au/topics/voices/culture/article/2021/02/12/ethnic-lunchbox-shame-finally-thing-past This made me a little emotional. Growing up in regional Australia where... Continue Reading →
I was at my local Italian deli. She was a lovely young woman at the coffee machine. Huge dark eyes, deep brown skin and a generous smile. She turned to ask how I liked my coffee and called me “Miss”! Standing in line, I remembered my grey hair, the freckles and age spots on my... Continue Reading →
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