What is ‘family’? There are many different definitions, but a simple Google search suggests: A group of one or more parents and their children living together as a unit All the descendants of a common ancestor A group of related things … I have a weird family … Six children. Four different fathers and only… Read more
In the 1990s I travelled to the USA to join a Lutheran Youth Encounter musical team, ‘Captive Free’ touring the US east coast for 12 months. There were six of us: a drummer, a singer, a bass guitarist, lead guitarist, keyboard player, and sound technician.
Joy Mules was about three years old when she caught the music bug. In around 1938, the brass bands parading through the streets of Tanunda, in South Australia’s Barossa Valley, drew her away from her mother’s side to march off with one of them.
Something I learnt while working as an economist in Canberra is that you can have the best policy ideas in the world, but don’t bother if you can’t think through the transition of taking them from A (an idea) to B (a practical reality).
It’s hard to go past a friendly smile greeting you at the door before Sunday worship, or that warm cup of tea or coffee after service. Isn’t that what makes our faith communities welcoming? Whether new faces or regulars, being made to feel welcome is how we connect as a community.
What reaction do you have when you find yourself dealing with change? Of course, it depends on the nature and extent of such change, but I have experienced everything from excitement to dread, from anxiety to hope, from anticipation to fear.
Some people just get on and do. No fuss, they just find a place where they can quietly help out. For one such septuagenarian, Annette Wessling, it has been a case of finding not one but several places to lend a helping hand and a listening ear.