Maybe she’ll see a dolphin. Dolphins have always been thing for her, an expression of God’s love, His presence. ‘We’ve been on some adventures, haven’t we Lord?’ she says as she looks out from the headland over the ocean to the horizon. Over that horizon were islands she had visited. New Zealand, Tonga, Fiji, Samoa, Vanuatu, Tokelau, New Caledonia, Papua…
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It was a sad day. Even though the sky was blue, she just felt low, and sad and teary. There was no obvious reason to be sad, she just was. She chatted with her cousin, recently returned from 10 years overseas, just like her. ‘I just miss Indonesia so much! I’ve had a terrible headache all week and I’m very…
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So little. His hand splays over his mother’s chest, tiny perfect fingers reaching out in total dependence and love. He’s 12 weeks early, only 28 weeks, born to his 20-year-old mother, just a little slip of a thing herself. Little, but strong. They name him Levi Henk. Henk too was born early, as bombs dropped and brought on labour. His…
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She wrapped herself around the hot cup of tea and checked the outside temperature on her phone. It was -1 outside. She huddled deeper into her cosy bed and put off throwing off the covers for a moment more. It would be so much easier to stay tucked in warm and tight, but outside beckoned and her legs needed to…
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Stuck. Stuck in the middle of re-entry, stuck in the house, stuck in uncertainty. And now she’s stuck in mud, literally. They’ve ripped up all the trees and shrubs and every inch of green on their block, rearranged the levels and have piles of dirt everywhere. Some days feel like wading through mud, thick, sludgy and certainly not clear. Entering…
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