It’s somewhat familiar, this peering into the darkness, this threat of losing my freedom, possessions and provisions. Forty years ago, in 1980 I, together with other students, spent much of my time trying to avoid being detained by the security police. That same year I learned what true freedom is, when I became a Christian. … Read more
I often like things to get done smoothly and quickly. I don’t like trouble, interruptions and anything that slows me down. When this happens I see the goalpost fade in the mist of uncertainty and I stumble in fear. Panic paralyses me and inhibits my prayers. That’s when I have to remind myself that to look … Read more
A dusty road, a horse drawn cart, a bicycle or two, and someone ambling towards the train station in the background. This is what you would have seen if you stood on Main Street about a hundred and twenty years ago. Mordialloc! I first saw the name when I stood on the platform at Flinders … Read more
