Category Archives: Mercy

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Tourist or Sojourner

Category:Community,Darkness,death,Doubt,Fear,Mercy,money,Neighbour,Poor,Sojourner,Tourist

Have been reminded again over night of the fragile human condition and the need to belong and to be loved.
We talk much about community, but often live in isolation, we speak of solitude, but are often lonely, we speak of peace, but are fearful, we long for love, but are often embraced by rejection.


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life is never dull

Category:#Jesus,be excellent to each other,Being,Coffee,Compassion,content,Darkness,death,Doubt,Family,happiness,Hope,Hospitality,Mercy,Neighbour,Peace
sitting around a fire recently having enjoyed a meal and conversation with friends old and new, i was reminded we are not all privileged to enjoy such times.

just a few days later i was asked if i would pick up a person I had known for around fourteen years who was just being released from jail. i was honoured to reconnect with this person as we begin to journey  together to connect in with community.

The picture called Jesus in the breadline, says it all really, Jesus is not far from anyone of us.

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ARE YOU RESPECTABLE??

Category:Community,Fall,Mercy,Neighbour,Pride,respectable

Being respected and  or respectable are values we often demand. It usually comes from a place of power. 
That power is not always associated with money, but often from privilege. 
I get worried when we demand respect, based on our privileged position as followers of Jesus, because I don’t see it being demanded by Jesus, in fact Jesus humbled himself to the place of a slave.
As followers of Jesus we need to humble ourselves, not seek or demand respecting much the same way we ought not seek happiness, or fame too readily.
I’m OK with being considered unrespectable if it means identifying with those who Jesus hung-out with.
I wonder if like pride, respect comes before a fall?????

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R.I.P

Category:Being,Community,death,Fear,grief,Hope,Joy,life,Mercy
Taking a funeral is one of those things which mess with the emotions. or so i find.


Recently I was asked to take the service for a complete stranger, and just to make it interesting, it was with just three days notice.


It would be fair to say after meeting with the family for only an hour, i did not ‘feel’ adequately prepared. 


Over the course of the day prior to the funeral I was reminded that while this person was not known to me, they were no stranger to God.

As I processed that thought, it gave me great confidence, not in my ability, rather a sense of trusting God in whose image this person was made, and who lived life as part of the wider community, so in listening and watching that community during the service, I got a glimpse of the person who was being laid to rest.

Yet another reminder, we are all God’s children and God is not far from anyone of us.



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Home of the Lost and Found

Category:Coffee,Community,Compassion,Darkness,death,Doubt,Hospitality,Joy,life,LISTEN,Love,Mercy
Taking to the streets, not in power rather in weakness, not by stealth rather transparent, not to overpower rather to empower, not as masters rather as servants not to do rather to be,  not to speak rather to listen, not to be examples rather to example, not to presume rather to learn, not to take God there, rather meet God there.

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THE TROUBLE WITH NORMAL IT ALWAYS GETS WORSE!!!

Category:Coffee,Community,Compassion,Darkness,Doubt,Family,LISTEN,Mercy,Neighbour

When my two children were younger, we had a friend over every Monday night for the evening meal.
Some nights he would not turn up, others he would turn up manic.

He would sometimes, ask for some Dylan to be played, and he would sit and write a song or a poem, then leave.

He would sometimes walk to a nearby town, which was an hours drive away, there and back drinking only water.

Some Monday  nights over dinner we would talk about a range of stuff, some nights he would just eat.

Some nights, his place at the table empty, we would wonder where he was and how he was doing.

Sadly our friend died some time later, in dubious circumstance.

For him ‘normal’ was different than we understood normal, and as the children set the table each Monday night,  there was always a place set for him, just incase he turned up.

He was loved and is missed.

Come to me you lost and lonely
Lonely in your beauty
Frightened and alone in your fame
Come to me, I love you
I know your name
Come to me, you naked and ashamed
You lost and you forsaken
I know your name
Come to me, you unloved and you mistaken
Walk with me, I love you
Come to me

 D Lind  

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Music to my ears

Category:Community,Compassion,content,Darkness,death,Doubt,Family,Forgiveness,happiness,Hope,Joy,life,Love,Mercy,money,Neighbour,Poor

as I write this I am with my partners siblings and partners in NZ.

Last Sunday I was honoured to hear a local musician and artist as he played two new songs.
One was a conversation with his wife who died two years ago, the other called Come to me…..

Come to me you poor
With nothing to your name
And the poor who just have money
You can do the same
Walk with me I love you

Much like indifference being the opposite of love and hate, being poor is about what you have and what you don’t have?

As I loiter on the streets of Melbourne I go to the  ‘top end’ of town’ to watch the faces on the street, and I wonder what stories I would hear, and what story they would like to hear?

I think it’s a mistake to make assumptions about people,’rich’ or ‘poor’.


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hot chocolate and peanut butter choice chip cookies, conversation and community

Category:#Jesus,be excellent to each other,Cafe,Family,Forgiveness,Hope,Hospitality,Love,Mercy,Neighbour,Second Chances

The value of stories should never been underestimated.

As a small group of us sat sipping our hot chocolate and eating delicious cookies, ( Thanks Ana)
we listen to four men tell stories of brokenness, recovery, relapse and Grace, Mercy,Love, Forgiveness and second chances.
These men also work together, not because they love money, or power, no, rather because together as they mow, paint, weed gardens or build fences, they encourage each other, support each other and share in the Grace, Mercy, Love,Pain, Forgiveness and second chances, they share on the journey.
The Good News in action, practice, purposeful and real.