Get your brave on – Faith through my eyes.

  When you think of bravery, what comes to mind? Do you imagine a firefighter rushing into a burning building? Or do you see a soldier at war fighting for their country? For the most part, when we think of bravery, we think lifesaving acts; acts of heroism by everyday men and women that restore our faith in humanity and make us feel good. But what about the little acts of bravery that people commit every day? You see, when I think of bravery, what comes to mind is stepping out in faith; facing your fears head on and living … Continue reading Get your brave on – 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.

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.

Finding flowers amongst the thorns.

  Well, people, 2016 is almost over. In a few hours the clock will strike midnight and a new calendar will tick over, taking us from December 2016 to January 2017. I’m not going to lie, it’s a bit of a non event for me. At the risk of being a party pooper, I am not big on the huge NYE celebrations. Call me boring, but I’ll take a relaxed evening at home over partying in town any day. While I don’t spend NYE out and about partying the night away, one thing I do each year is sit and … Continue reading Finding flowers amongst the thorns.

Sunday night reflections.

I tend to do a lot of travel in my job, and I mean a lot. I have lost count of the number of times I have boarded a plane this year as I have had to make multiple domestic and international trips. And I couldn’t be happier. I am one of those people who is more than content to live out of a suitcase for periods of time. I even enjoy the whole airport experience, including getting there a few hours early as I hate being late to anything, so getting to the airport a couple of hours prior to … Continue reading Sunday night reflections.