It’s a matter of choice – faith through my eyes

Decisions, decisions, decisions. Everyday we make multiple decisions about any number of things; what to wear, what to eat, what email to action first. We make so many decisions without really thinking to hard about it, like whether or not you should have a coffee (obviously the answer is always yes) or whether or not we should go online and check Facebook. I lose count of the number of decisions I make on a day-to-day basis without really thinking about them. But what about the decisions that require more than a passing thought? The big life altering decisions, like whether … Continue reading It’s a matter of choice – faith through my eyes

Speak life – Faith through my eyes.

Feelings are interesting little things, aren’t they? They play a huge role in our lives, controlling aspects of our thoughts and actions in ways that we don’t always realise, or want for that matter. For the most part, when making decisions in my life, I try to be objective about it so that I am not making decisions based on how I feel, or how other people may feel. That doesn’t always work and I have found myself at times doing things out of fear that others will have their feelings hurt by my words or actions. Or I find … Continue reading Speak life – Faith through my eyes.

Finding security in insecurity – Faith through my eyes.

I read a quote a little while ago that read, “You will be too much for some people. Those aren’t your people.” It was a quote that stuck with me so I took a screen shot of it and saved it to my phone so that I wouldn’t forget it. It’s a interesting quote and one that I have reflected on lately, especially the last couple of weeks as I have travelled around a lot and met a lot of new people. And can I say, the truth of that quote rally stood out to me as I tried to … Continue reading Finding security in insecurity – Faith through my eyes.

Faith as I see it.

Faith is a funny thing. For the most part, it is a belief in something that the human eye can’t see and the human hand can’t touch. When people talk about faith, for many the only way they can describe it is a feeling deep inside; a belief that runs deep into their soul. They can’t see it, but they can feel it. For many, it’s this feeling that causes many to lift up their eyes to God. For many others, it’s this so-called feeling that has them denying that God even exists because if they can’t see it or … Continue reading Faith as I see it.

Talking with strangers.

I have spent a lot of my time travelling these past few weeks. Since the first of January I travelled to Cambodia via Singapore, back to Australia via Vietnam, then over to Orlando, Florida, which is where I am now. I have spent many hours sitting on a plane, followed by many hours talking with people and being social as I’ve answered questions about my work and the projects my organisation invests in. It has been great and I have met some amazing people along the way. It has also been exhausting and there have been days where I have … Continue reading Talking with strangers.

River wild.

It’s 5:20 am on Saturday morning in Cambodia and I am wide awake. I have been awake since around 4am when some nice little ant-like critters decided to take up residence in my bed and just bite me over and over again, so I abandoned any ideas of more sleep and got up. After a nice cold shower (because apparently hot showers aren’t a thing in some parts of Cambodia) I now find myself sitting in my room with some time on my hands. So I have my worship music playing softly in the background while I gather my thoughts … Continue reading River wild.

A sense of responsibility.

Oh, Cambodia, how I have missed you. I am back in Cambodia for the second time in three months and I am as happy as a pig in mud. There is something about this place that I just love; the sights and sounds and smells (as bad as they are) hit you as soon as you come step off the plane and just stay with you. And the people. My word, the people here are just amazing, even the ones that are trying to rip you off at the markets and charge you $15 USD for a headband that is … Continue reading A sense of responsibility.