I am a book lover and most of what captivates my thoughts, imagination and inspiration, especially relating to spiritual life, comes from writing in any form or words verbally expressed. Reading the Scriptures or reading books or even listening to
“This pregnancy is not good.” The doctor’s voice thundered in our ears. My husband and I looked at each other in disbelief. One of us managed to whisper a stunned, ‘But why?’ It was a question that we were going
The circus surrounding the Bali 9 drug traffickers’ death sentences caught the attention of the world in 2015, in the hope that a reprieve would be granted. Like many Australians, I suppose I too was not interested in a bunch
Scene I: There’s a girl in the mirror, looking right at me. Should I look back or turn and flee? Hips – too big, arms – too fat Thighs – too jiggly, stomach – let’s not talk about that.
Usually I am always racking my brains on what to write each time. However, as soon as I read this month’s title, it all seemed too close to home. Not that I was thrilled about writing about it! Let’s
Last month I had the privilege of being a part of our church camp for college students. We had a lovely time away from the noise, the pollution, all social media notifications, the traffic and the daily pressures that life
‘My Father Was the BTK Killer’ read the book bonus section of Reader’s Digest this January. “Could you ever forgive a serial killer? What if he was your father?” Made curious about the two line synopsis, I went on to read an honest account about
There once was a ballerina who lived in a home that I was volunteering with. Only thirteen, she was beautiful with brown skin and curly hair. Of all that we did, we most enjoyed singing together, ‘Price tag’ by Jessie J was