This will be my worship.

Someone once said that to write well you have to write what you know. Well, this is what I know…  Sometimes worship comes through gritted teeth and crying eyes, through tired breath and legs that shake as they stand. It’s not the care-free dance or the light-hearted shout, it’s the power of a mind deciding…

Can we rethink poverty?

I’ve worked in the development sector for nearly seven years. People talk to me about “the poor” a lot. You know, that homogenous mass of people who don’t have what we have. The unfortunate ones. We talk about “the poor” and very quickly it becomes us and them. Us, the rich. Them, the poor. I…

Ghana

A week in Ghana is really not long enough, I don’t want to leave. But I came here with a mind cluttered with thoughts and stresses and will return home with slightly more simplicity, so for that I am grateful. I hope it lasts. What strikes me most as I start the long drive back…

Easter Wonderings

Bad things happen to good people. Good things happen to bad people. I know this to be only too true of life. Two years ago, on the Easter weekend of 2009, I was sitting on the side of a road in Zimbabwe.  I was crying out for justice to be done and feeling pretty angry…

The Problem of Pain

I’ve been reading C.S Lewis’ “The problem of pain” while I’ve been away. (Yes Nate, I did borrow it from your bookshelf!) For the last few years, after dealing with mum being ill and also after following a lot of what has been happening in Zimbabwe, I feel like I have intensely wrestled with the…