All posts tagged: Bible reading

A psalm a day keeps…

We were like marbles rolling around in a bowl. All around us, 360-degrees, mountains loomed in colours rich, dark and earthy. As the sun rose above the horizon’s lip, shadows began pouring like ink into the crevasses. Hubby Phill and I were at Lees Paddocks in Tassie’s highlands, having hiked in the afternoon before and set up our squeezy two-man tent beside the rickety old hut there. Why didn’t we stay in the hut, you ask? Spiders. Rats. Enough said. The syrupy sun thawed the valley quickly and we pulled on the same clothes, the same boots, cramming unwashed hair beneath hats, ready for some exploration. And the mountains. As we trudged over tussocks, scrambling over fallen trees and lively streams, the shadows changed the mountains’ appearance. The inky black penned in new crags and cliffs; this rock more pronounced, that ledge fading, this ridge slanting at a different angle. Every time I lifted my chin to appreciate the purple-grey-blue-green of the heights, a new vista. Same mountain, new perspective. This year I am reading …

Pack These Words for the Journey

We were sitting around on the grass under the lovely Spring sun, her face splashing all over us while, within eyesight, the kids squawked and imagined other worlds and pushed little bums down slides. Drinking up the bliss of adult company, we were a rabble of mothers comparing notes on parenting. Conversations like these lurch erratically from behavioural woes and toilet-training mishaps to school uniform orders and an amicable if somewhat competitive exchange of sentences that begin with, “My darling did the cutest thing…” This day, we were navigating the topic of sleep deprivation. Some of us have had a bad go thanks to certain munchkins who don’t understand the division of night and day – years after their entry. Others (myself included) have brains that fail to take the hint of lights out and body in horizontal position. The tips to counter insomnia were predictable: count sheep, think of the colour blue, take some sleeping tablets or do some, er, strenuous exercise before shut-eye time. But Kristy had a new one. “I tell myself …

You’re Not You When You’re Spiritually Hungry

What happens if builders aren’t themselves? A certain chocolate bar brand (with a main ingredient of peanuts and a name that rhymes with knickers) took it on board to find out in its latest advertising campaign.  The one-minute commercial that, at face value, questions accepted stereotypes of builders and women, went viral. You’ve probably seen it, but for those who haven’t…  picture Melbourne construction workers decked out in fluoro vests and helmets, beards and leers, looking down from their multi-storey construction site at unsuspecting female pedestrians below. “Hey darlin’, you have y’self a lovely day!” one calls out. “I appreciate your appearance is just one aspect of who you are!” “I’d like to show you… the respect you deserve,” another yells. The responses from women – who, according to Clemenger BBDO (the creative agency behind the ad), were unsuspecting passers-by – are classic.  Quizzical looks.  Nervous smiles.  One woman looks ahead and behind her to check that they are actually talking to her.  One slows down, neck craned, laughing, finally coming to a complete standstill …