Monthly Archives: January 2016

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no words

The following song lyrics by Derek Lind, come from a place of loss, grief and pain, after the death of his wife.

I dedicate this to those who have lost a son, grandson,nephew, uncle, friend and work mate .

R.I.P Leigh Harrington

there are no word; D Lind (SOLO)
When a heart is broken
And love is lost
There are no word
And you can’t buy it back
Not at any cost
When you lie alone
And there is no sound
There are no words
Dark was the night
Cold was the ground
There are no words
In the dark night of the soul
In the cold light of day
There are no words
When the one you love
Has been taken away
There are no words


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the language of art

Art in its various forms impacts us humans, perhaps the animal world too.
Sitting on the steps of the old PO on the corner of Elizabeth and Bourke Street last year with a bloke who had just offered to share his beverage of choice which was in a brown bag, sat with me. 
A busker was setting up. 
The stranger asked me if he was any good, I suggested he listen to see what he thought.  
As the music filled the Spring air, we sat in silence the stranger and I, the music transported us away.
For a while it seemed the world had stopped and there were only the three of us on this busy mall.
On a recent holiday I was struck by the beauty of the Fiords in NZ’s South Island, (see picture above) a natural work of art, it evoked the same response I had on the Mall.
I commented to The Ruth how sometimes people feel the need to place a verse from the Bible on pictures such as the one above, as if it adds to its beauty or justifies its existence.
Art and beauty in all its form, or so it seems to me, speaks without the need for words.  

Art, is more than ‘entertainment’, it should provoke, disturb and comfort, rich or poor, mad or sane, what ever gender, race, creed, colour or age.

Category : ART , BEAUTY , WOW


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BUT FIRST COFFEE

Ok Ive had my coffee now and Im ready!!

After returning from a two week holiday it has been a rude shock getting back into work and the ‘normal’ routine.

Just five days after returning I along with my partner (The Ruth), officiated at a wedding, it was a little over an hours drive, so we decided rather than come home after the practice run we would stay with friends and drink coffee.

It has been 4years since we last spent time with them, so it was a great time of eating and talking, oh and coffee !!

As we chatted about what events both personally and globally had taken place since we last spoke it wasn’t long until wefound ourselves in familiar territory, as we drank coffee.

sorry this is really bad!!

Issues of strained or broken relationships, conflicts in work environments along with confronting family matters, all part of the challenges we face and we deal with the stuff of life, as we drank coffee.

It is so good to have people who are able to share the stuff of life, both difficult and joyful with us, more importantly, having been entrusted with this stuff we need to be trustworthy.


As we face the challenges and joys of 2016, may we in the positions of trust and support, honour and respect this trust, so together we share the journey of life, over coffee.


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COMPASSION

Compassion is the church’s job.
And the government’s job.
And your job.
And my job.

So Christmas is over and the silliness that is new year has passed. We are nearly 2 weeks into 2016 so we’ve all broken any resolutions we made and all the residual niceness from the holidays has gone.

Road rage has started again – I hadn’t seen any for about a month, everyone was polite and letting people merge in and waving and stuff but not today. On my 13km drive this morning I saw 4 incidents – 2 bird fingers, one raised fist and one lean out of the window and hurl abuse. None of it was aimed at me I hasten to add! But the Christmas spirit has well and truly gone.

Which is sad. I saw this on Facebook last week and this morning’s drive made me think of it again –

The work of Christmas never ends, in essence the Christmas spirit should always be with us – not the party hats and silly jokes nor the plates of food and the mountains of sweets but the idea that, as Dickens puts it, there is a time when we think of other people as fellow-travellers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys.”

This idea, lets call it compassion, is not a job we can do alone, its a job that we all need to do and each little bit has an effect in the world around us. It makes it a slightly better place – and if enough of us do that all those slightlys become a lot of difference and suddenly the world where we are is brighter.

It doesn’t have to be big things. Most of us don’t have the power to bring world peace or stop hunger but we do have the power to love a little more and share a bit of what we have with the people we see. 

The government (in fact most of the world’s governments of whatever stripe or leaning) aren’t really doing their job when it comes to compassion. In Australia billions has been cut from both foreign and national aid budgets, I know the same is true in the U.K. 

People who rely on government aid can’t get it anymore. A recent survey should that over a third of Australian pensioners are living below the poverty line. So this isn’t just about those ‘homeless drug users’ as one person said to me last week.

So it’s down to us – the yous and the mes of the world. Compassion is so desperately needed in our world, my prayer this week is that we will all do a little more good around us and brighten up our little corner just a bit. After all it’s what Jesus would do!!


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IMAGE IS EVERYTHING.

A business in the building next to my office declares ‘Image is everything’, it is also the subject for my ‘sermon’ on Sunday.

Im finding it a tad confronting?

I’ll let you know how it goes.

Meanwhile i may take the advice my 3 year old grandson gave to his mum recently………….

Jed – “Mummy why do you do brush your hair every day? “
Me – “To stop it getting knotty and to make me feel pretty”.
Jed – “but your not pretty”.
Me – “well…. maybe not today, because I’m just in trakkie daks, but when I get dressed up I look pretty, dont I? “

Jed – “um, not really, even then, you should look in the mirror more Mummy”.

Time for a look in the mirror me thinks??

PS: welcome to 2016.


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