First Law of Motherdynamics
For every Victory, there is an equal and opposite Defeat. e.g. Our girl, L, turned 8 yesterday. It is not the easiest feat to create birthday wonderment out of almost thin air, but add two parents who...
View ArticleThe Eternity of 8
The festival of 8 continued yesterday with our girlchild's birthday party picnic. It was, if I do say so myself, the most wonderful and joyful birthday party we've ever had. It was the kind of...
View ArticleModern Day Augurs
The kids and I often walk by these giant doors on our way here and there in the city. I have always admired them. Because they are so very enormous. Why are they so enormous? And what is behind them? I...
View ArticleAdvent // Waiting
Annunciation by John Collier I've been waiting all year for Advent. Arrival. The time of the year when we remember in earnest that He Came. The season in the church year where we wait, and remember,...
View ArticleThe Day of Small Things
When an angel shows up at your door all unexpected, with a sword at his side and your name on his lips, it means that something is about to change for good. And, whether you like it or not, you’re...
View ArticleGAFCON day one – In Living Colour
When I step off the bus, it’s the women I notice first. There are so many women here. There are women as pale as me, and there are women who are dark and gleaming. And the clothes. I don’t even notice...
View ArticleA small look inside GAFCON13
I mentioned in my last post that I’m a bit taken by all the beauty here at GAFCON. Correction: I’m mesmerised by it. This is me with the wives of Nigerian bishops: I love blue, and I love uniforms. So...
View ArticleNairobi Hand in Hand
There is security everywhere in Nairobi. On the street, security. In the shops, security. Outside the restaurant, security. Behind every gate, security. Look in any direction here and invariably...
View ArticleLearning to see what’s really there
What do you do with a broken coffee maker? Make coffee of course. Obviously. I was all set to give our broken machine away or throw it out. Yes yes, I felt guilty about the landfills. And yes, it...
View ArticleWhy I decided to write haiku (and make little suits for them)
About five or six years ago I started writing a novel. I got a fair way into my horrible first draft (you know, the kind that Anne Lamott and Hemingway recommend) when I lost almost ten thousand...
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