by Steve | Mar 2, 2020 | Newsletters 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...
by Steve | Feb 20, 2020 | Poems
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...
by Steve | Jan 30, 2020 | Poems
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. ...
by Steve | Dec 13, 2019 | Poems
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...
by Steve | Dec 2, 2019 | Newsletters 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...
by Steve | Nov 3, 2019 | Uncategorized
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...
by Steve | Oct 17, 2019 | InkTober 2019, Musings
(The InkTober writing project consists mostly of daily Facebook posts comprising either poems or short written pieces. These blog posts are placed in between these posts at irregular intervals, hence the jump in numbering.) As he drove down the road he saw a tree that...
by Steve | Oct 9, 2019 | InkTober 2019, Poems
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...
by Steve | Sep 5, 2019 | Newsletters 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...
by Steve | Jun 11, 2019 | Newsletters 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...
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