Monthly Archives: June 2014
How much is enough?
For six years I went to Washington DC based Church of the Saviour and we had a retreat centre in the county about an hour away called Wellspring. There was a dam there and one of the pastors used to … Continue reading →
Gods Love
I am inspired again by this beautiful Poem by the 13th century Sufi poet Yunis Emre: Gods Love How strange I feel under the hand of this love. I can’t see my hand under the hand of this love. … Continue reading →
What to do?
I am currently in Hardoi, which is somewhere in northern India two hours from Lucknow in India, in spell check comes up as ‘hairdo’. It has been around 43 degrees all week. We are meeting with farmers who are poor … Continue reading →
Signs and Wonders
Saturday evening I decided go for Sex on the Beach. I searched the drinks menu and this was what caught my eye, live dangerously I think to myself. But they didn’t have ‘sex on the beach’ , whatever it is, … Continue reading →
All in Good Time
Jakarta in May is hot at first light, hotter by noon, beads of sweat running down the gutter of your back bone, your head buzzing like a microwave and in this heat the one thing you know to be absolutely true is that … Continue reading →
Gifts of Faith and Other Things
One thing that I learn again and again in Indonesia, is not to take anything for granted, not the day , not the plan, and especially not the sleep. I arrived in Rote on Monday morning with Chris Rowlands, a Markets … Continue reading →
Ready or Not
I am sitting in the airport lounge at Kupang in West Timor waiting for the plane to Jakarta, we are already two hours late and the plane still hasn’t arrived. I came to Kupang to conduct interviews for a Access … Continue reading →
Postcard from avoiding the genocide memorial again
It is Sunday morning in Kigali and I will stay in the hotel, I might venture out if the pyramids were just down the road, but much of my life involves unexpected sights and today I am happy not to … Continue reading →
Flat white with nothing to say
The young man in West Timor who I have hired to drive me for the day, has asked me to pay the going rate, petrol and $3 for the day. “How often do you drive?” “Two or three times a … Continue reading →
Okay perhaps what I had said was a bit controversial. We had been talking about the differences in perception of tolerance in Australia and how this differs from the perception of tolerance in Indonesia. But for the National Director of … Continue reading →
What am I doing here? 