Today is the fourth Sunday in Advent. Today we hold love. The birth of Jesus was Love bursting into the world in the form of a baby. It was divine......

The woman is never identified by name. She doesn’t speak a word. She is simply referred to as “a woman in the city, who was a sinner.” While the exact......

Our stories matter. Stories are an entry point for us to become known. Where the fertile space is cleared for greater understanding, compassion and appreciation. Where others can be inspired......

This year has been unsettling. So many dark threads, events, circumstances have become woven into its fabric. It has been a season where trouble and tricksters have been afoot. Where......

The three widows were travelling down the dusty, dirt road. And suddenly, they stopped, and began to talk. And as they talked they began to weep, clinging to each other.......

For as long as I can remember I have yearned for the world to be different. Where love and kindness and inclusiveness carry the day. And goodness and justice has......

You might prefer parties and people, while I prefer reading and quiet. Your favourite colours might be blue and green, while mine are all the shades of yellow. You have......

We spend a lot of time talking about time. How time flies. Wondering where it goes. Trying to make up for lost time, and how it is high time. We......

A number of years ago I made a snap judgment about someone, based on what I thought I knew. But later, when I learned one important piece about her story......

Our first hand experiences and knowledge of the world has grown due to today’s greater capacity and efficiency in communication and travel. As a result, one could easily imagine that......