These scattered thoughts! How will I ever write anything of substance tonight? Two days ago the sun was beaming down through a clear blue sky and today was all cloud and blustery chill. My internal world has matched the weather in many ways: one moment all sunshine and roses, the…

Have you ever thought about how wonderful the very normal days are? The ones where nothing out of the blue happens and the mundane is in your face. Maybe all you have going for you is that your marriage is a happy one and you love your work and your…

“Oh that’s so last year,” were the words I heard coming from a little group behind me when someone mentioned our new son’s name. I didn’t move a muscle, but the colour rose in my cheeks and my heart beat a little faster, a lot sadder. Are we not right…

Some people I love recently received news that would shake up anyone’s insides. When I heard the news, it came via a voice note. I heard the facts and my disbelief turned to moments of numbness before my emotions began rising to the surface and spilling over in great, hot…

There is a silver tint to the sun’s usual golden shine and this morning’s cloak has a cool autumn edge to it. A dove is cooing a regular beat and the intermittent trill of birdsong in the trees builds a light-hearted song in my own heart. A turn in season…

Here we have a fine example of sibling support. As you know, I am fumbling and bumbling my way through the early days with a newborn, and I didn’t manage to write a post last week as dramatic, head-bobbing fatigue had set in. I, honestly, thought that my brother had…

My midwife tells me that going through labour and birth is like running a marathon – it is that taxing on your whole being. I believe her because I annihilated a bottle of coconut water and several litres of water and fruit juice in the hours after my particular race…

You heavens above, rain down my righteousness; let the clouds shower it down. Let the earth open wide, let salvation spring up, let righteousness flourish with it; I, the Lord, have created it. (Isaiah 45 v 8) What a faithful God we serve. He is mine and I am His…

Well, here we are, short days away from the expected time of delivery. Unlike reasonably reliable public transport schedules in the first world, this arrival is due any time now for another two weeks and there is a sense of needing to be constantly ready. And so we wait; and…

Today’s post is written by a dear friend of mine. What a pleasure to welcome Narelle into this space. I hope you enjoy her words as much as I do, and that you are encouraged at the start of this new week. Narelle Henson writes at www.zambezikiwi.com. She’s a Kiwi…