The netball lesson

In Australia, netball has long been woven into the fabric of communal life. It has been played in parish schools, local clubs, and community associations for generations. It has formed girls and women in skill, discipline, resilience, and loyalty, often without fanfare. It has given people not merely a sport, but a place to stand.Continue reading “The netball lesson”

The Good Samaritan

I recently participated in a Synod retreat and was gifted with time and momentum to pray some scripture. From the second one these thoughts arose after praying The Good Samaritan from the Gospel of Luke. There is something unsettling about the question that opens the parable of the Good Samaritan. The expert in the lawContinue reading “The Good Samaritan”

Jesus Has a Soul

It is a slightly alarming feature of theology that one can know something perfectly well and still be startled by it in the middle of a hymn. Soul of my Saviour, sanctify my breast. Entirely familiar. Entirely orthodox. And yet, there it was, arriving with unnecessary force: Jesus has a soul. Which is obvious, untilContinue reading “Jesus Has a Soul”

The Light we don’t get to keep

Lent is honest about timing. It hands us the Transfiguration not as a glittering detour from the hard road, but as a lamp lit on the hard road. Every year, in Lent, the Church insists we climb this mountain with Jesus and then come back down again. We do not get to choose only theContinue reading “The Light we don’t get to keep”

Stone Pillows and Straight Answers

There is a particular weariness that settles in the bones when a person has lived too long around performance. Not the joyful kind of performance that draws a wide smile and fills the heart like children on a stage, a choir practising for a feast day, the brave delight of trying something new. I meanContinue reading “Stone Pillows and Straight Answers”