on the edge of ordinary

I did a lot of this: just sitting with our granddaughter. Three days ago we arrived back from our short trip to Australia to meet our new gr...

We're back in Japan. Last night David and I went walking on one of our usual routes—it was great to start getting back into routine. Whi...

It's been a great joy to be able to come back to Australia this month and interact with our kids in a different way, to start laying dif...

It's nine days since I last wrote here and I'm definitely feeling more settled and am a little less "discombobulated". Yes...

I'm still buzzing from the writing retreat, but more "buzz" was to come on Saturday. We've known for several weeks, but fi...

Tomorrow is the one-year anniversary since our role as parents-with-kids-living-in-our-house ended. Yes, "empty nesting" began. It...

The day after our son's wedding we farewelled our two younger sons as they flew back to Brisbane and then worshipped with my parents and...

I was chatting to a colleague the other day on a Zoom call. He noticed the piles of boxes behind me and asked about them, a little concerned...

Missionaries with younger kids are asking me: How does being here without kids feel? A few different ways to describe it and I'm grappli...

A week and a half ago I came down with a cold that David had already had for a week. We’re both still recovering, though each day our sympto...

We're walking through a little bit of metaphorical whiplash here...and it's not just that we're now suddenly alone in our home a...

We're getting close to being able to tell you the "end of the story", the end that we've been working towards and praying ...

A close friend recently sent me a link to a very helpful Facebook post. It’s written by Martyn Iles, an Australia Christian who has had an u...