little reminder

'like slavery and apartheid, poverty is not natural - it is man made and can be eradicated through the choice of human beings' -nelson mandela

sad, angry, pissed off.

lust had last beers with a good mate tonight. he has to go back to wales in a couple of weeks. someone somewhere in australia has decided he's not rich enough or educated enough or skilled enough to be allowed to call australia his home. it is the height of arrogance to decide that someone else is not 'good' enough to live on this little patch of god's beautiful earth.

didn't they learn how to share in kindie?

sad

those of you whom know me well, know what a significant part animals (especially my cat and dog) play in my faith and mission. without them i would quite possibly be a self-centered, vain, consumeristic, know it all loner.

i care more about my animals than i do about my house.

today i learnt that i am allergic to dust mites, cockroaches, chickens, cats and dogs.

i cried all the way home.

i had two goals in life
one was to never get a speeding ticket and the other was to never get a filling
yeasterday i got flashed on the way to getting a filling

Einstein

“The most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious. It is the fundamental emotion that stands at the cradle of true art and true science. Whoever does not know it and can no longer wonder, no longer marvel, is as good as dead, and his eyes are dimmed. It was the experience of mystery -- even if mixed with fear -- that engendered religion. A knowledge of the existence of something we cannot penetrate, our perceptions of the profoundest reason and the most radiant beauty, which only in their most primitive forms are accessible to our minds: it is this knowledge and this emotion that constitute true religiosity. In this sense, and only this sense, I am a deeply religious man... I am satisfied with the mystery of life's eternity and with a knowledge, a sense, of the marvelous structure of existence -- as well as the humble attempt to understand even a tiny portion of the Reason that manifests itself in nature."

(thanks paul!)

big brother sheldie preached tonight. made me cry. not sure why. think it was hearing the cry of my heart preached from the pulpit. he actually implied that feeding the poor was more important than being a nice little christian who follows all the rules. it feels so good to know that people who are important to me share some of my values.

felt a bit lonely for a while there.

open my eyes lord. let me see your sparkle in them.

made a new friend this morning :)

the power of men

it surprised me to hear over the last few weeks that most aid organisations focus the resources towards women. ‘we’ve tried with the men’ they say, ‘but you give food to a man and he trades it for beer/gambling whatever. You give food to a woman and she feeds her family.’

most nights before i go to sleep i pray for my Christians sisters around the world…but tonight after watching Hotel Rwanda i pray for the men.

that moment Lord, that moment in time when you gave man free will…that moment, do you ever regret it? knowing good from evil? how could that have corrupted us so much?

My God, on behalf of all the abused women and children of this world, I ask for an awakening of good men. For one moment silence the deceit that deafens their conscience. Show them their illusions of fulfilment. May they find that diamond of truth which is present in each and every one of their hearts.

The father heart
The rescuer
The provider
The hero
May this be the men of our world.
Amen

phone call

just talked to my beautiful friend krissy for an hour...arrhhhh

she asked me why i haven't been blogging much recently...not sure...maybe the dust of my mind is settling...a new focus had emereged...

faith and grace

just had three incredible weekends in a row.

got back from the TEAR camp yesterday. so cool to met so many different people. so many different expressions of christianity. so many different theolgies. so many different thoughts about which bible verses to take literally and which to gloss over. so many different countries to serve the poor in. so many different ways to develop communities. so many things so cry about and so much to celebrate for.

faith and grace...faith and grace...

cat, dog and hubby all asleep, but i'm awake.

heard chad peacock play at the gbt tonight. groovy tunes. made me miss kris and jen though. spent the night imagining what it would be like if they were there. sigh.

to my beautiful girls i love you and can't wait to laugh with you again...