February Newsletter 2020

In my teens I developed a sudden and insatiable love for the sport of basketball. I would play for hours on end, often seven days a week. I remember cycling down to school on Sunday afternoons and practicing for hours before the school week began – more often than not...

This son of mine was dead and is alive again

Son, Desperate for his autonomous self-identity, Screams, “You’re dead to me!”   The Father falters, Sagging to His knees. His heart, evading clutching fingertips, Shatters as it collides with the floor. The boy Greedily snatches up half of the...

I have come to face You

All I see is Earthquake, Wind, Fire. …I cannot hear Your voice.   Even when I think I pick up The faintest strain, Borne to my searching ears, I realise it is my mind Teasing me With the chatter of my own cries Clattering back off the mountain back at me.  ...

The Incarnation Calls

The incarnation calls! It’s voice the vulnerable cry of a newborn, Piercing our self-importance As nails pierce flesh.   The one that would hear Listens inwardly To the Bethlehem babe Born in each of us, For our salvation, And through it the worlds.   Like the...

November Newsletter 2019

There are some days when this is what the future looks like to me. A mountain top, reaching to the clouds. It looks formidable, unassailable. It is no over-statement to say that the dream Inez and I are following is way beyond the two of us. This is part of my world...

Advent, draw near

Down the dusty, cobbled streets Of my Bethlehem-heart Echo the cries and laughter Of the newborn Christ.     I have no Mary that will hold Him, Clothe Him, and caress Him. I’ve pledged no Joseph-claim to Him. There is no wisdom that visits To anoint Him...

InkTober 1

In the quiet, Still Unassuming presence You enter. Unbidden, Yet invited; Welcome, Yet without being called. Oh great Interrupter, You who intercept us in the daily humdrum of life.   How is it that this magnificent Magnificence Comes so quietly? Surely Your...

August Newsletter 2019

So, we moved this past weekend. It has been a crazy time with all the packing and unpacking. Not to mention that life doesn’t stand still and wait for all this to happen. And so we’ve been fitting into each day all the usual ministry and family demands along with the...

May Newsletter 2019

Just keep swimming… It is almost three and a half years now that Inez and I have not drawn a salary while we live and serve in Rustenburg. It blows my mind sometimes that we’ve made it this far. I know we each have more grey hairs than when we started this...