MY SON’S FIRST WORDS AND MY VIEW OF MONOTONY

One of Mr. Brave's first words in arabic was 'tani,' the word for more. Those of you with a little person learning to speak may have noticed that ‘again’ or ‘more’ are some of the first words that they learn. Whether they are wanting more pushes on the swing, read that same story or watch that same movie. Again and…

THE MUNDANE DAILY GRIND OR SOUL WORK? Ponderings from life in a refugee camp.

To be honest, a lot of my life in Africa felt more like mundane daily grind than anything else. Most things didn’t seem that noteworthy. And sometimes the monotony of mothering got to me. As Ann Voskamp puts it, ‘Monotony can weaken faith more than catastrophe’. Does this resonate with anyone other than me? As a…

WHAT IF WE WERE MOTHERS WALKING TOGETHER?

As the sun rises each day in the refugee camp, a familiar site is mothers walking together to the bore hole to get water.They are often in small groups. Plastic jerrycans in their hands. Each woman wearing colourful toob’s (long flowy pieces of printed fabric) wrapped around their bodies. They return to their homes gracefully…

CAN I SEE BEYOND ANOTHER SUNRISE?

Dare I ask, what is God's attitude towards repetition? Does He view His daily work, like making the sun rise, mundane and ordinary? It was June 2018. Our family were back in Australia. We were staying at my parent’s house on the beautiful Coast. I was up early one morning, writing, trying to piece together…

HOW DO I GET OFF THIS DAILY TREADMILL? Are you just making it through each day … then waking up and realising you need to do it all over?

Do you feel bogged down and overwhelmed by your daily? Do you wake up and feel like you are just getting back on that treadmill again, trying to get from sunrise to sunset and sunrise again amidst the messes and meltdowns and monotony?Is there hope? As a mum in a refugee camp, the treadmill of…

WORDS FOR MY REFUGEE NEIGHBOUR. A poem

Do you ever listen to a song and a line just keeps running on repeat in your head? I would often find myself walking through the Refugee Camp singing to myself, ‘Would you let me see the world behind your eyes’. It’s a line from a Jon Foreman song. I would watch the people who…

3 WAYS I BELIEVE CHILDREN MAY TRANSFORM OUR JOURNEY

Have you ever been relieved in a social setting because your child is with you? Or am I the only one who has found having a child with me can transform awkward interactions into something much lighter? Sure, there are times that we wish our children were elsewhere. When they poo at the wrong time…