When Jesus hung on a cross

Early this morning my son started a frantic search for a pair of scissors. He looked everywhere and then outsourced his searching to me. The two of us looked in every conceivable space, as good as two males can. Because we had no luck in our scissor search I attempted...

Learning from Liam

A few weeks our family hung out at Wimpy (for our non South African friends Wimpy is a fast food restaurant). We like going to Wimpy because the kids love playing in the tunnels. At some Wimpy’s they have child minders looking after the children. They have their...

A Pentecost reflection

One of the joys of being with children is tapping into some of the foundational birthrights that make us human. Children, up to a certain age, don’t have all the defenses and walls erected around them. Their birthright is still intact. They love and care. They play...

Jesus

Jesus is the hope of the world. His invitations lead to life. It is within the rhythms of his grace that I start to see. It is within these rhythms that black and white turn into fool blooded colours. Through his eyes I learn to look and see. I see the lady serving...
Deo Volente – we are part of a bigger Story

Deo Volente – we are part of a bigger Story

These days I am thinking about two fields. On these fields, I learnt how to play rugby Scrumming and practicing for hours I scored my first try to the absolute delight of my dad. I can still remember the exact place I scored on these fields We played any and all...