Author: Peter

  • When We Are All Together

    What is good about having a pet? We have two pets — a dog who is turning two and a cat who is nineteen. They share almost nothing in age or energy, yet both remind me daily what companionship means. Our dog is uncomplicated joy. She asks for little: food, company, and exercise. That’s all…

  • Strength Under Control – 1 Peter 2:18 – 3:7

    We are called to live differently—not with defiance,but with the quiet courageof those who trust God’s handmore than their own defence. Do your friends see anything different about you?Not the words you say,but the way you live:how you work when no one praises you,how you love when it is not returned,how you stay gentle when…

  • The Cost of Beauty

    Name the most expensive personal itemyou’ve ever purchased (not your home or car). Maybe it wasn’t the most expensive thing I’ve ever bought, but it comes close. We were both students when we got married and had nothing to spare. In those early years, love was measured in patience, not possessions. About thirty years ago,…

  • The Podcasts That Form Me

    What podcasts are you listening to? I listen to podcasts the way some people tend a garden — slowly, regularly, and with gratitude for the voices that keep me company as I walk. These aren’t simply sources of information; they are companions. Each, in its own way, helps me see, lead, and listen differently. Kate…

  • Dear Mathematics

    What was your favourite subject in school? You were my quiet companion through school. For years I treated you as a task to complete, tables to memorize, or a pattern to memorise. You waited patiently while I solved for x and answered questions on exams. But in time, I began to see you differently. You…

  • The Rhythm of Seeing

    How do you manage screen time for yourself? I’ve never been much of a scroller. My time on screens tends to have purpose — writing, reading, thinking through issues, responding to people. This blog is one example: an intentional space where I reflect, rather than react. Screens are woven through my day. I read the…

  • Living by Calling, Not Clock

    Do you need time? Time flies. Everyone says that, and it’s true. Days blur into weeks, and sometimes I wonder where it all went. There are moments I catch myself whispering, I just need more time. But then I remember two lines that have followed me for years. Tolkien once wrote, “All we have to…

  • A Conversation with Time

    What will your life be like in three years? Peter: So, Time, they say the next three years could bring the biggest changes of my life. Time: They often do, if you’re paying attention. Peter: My current role finishes in two years. After that, retirement. A new rhythm. Maybe even a quieter purpose. Time: Retirement…

  • Rewilding Day

    Invent a holiday! Explain how and why everyone should celebrate. During the long months of COVID, the world changed — not only in our routines but in the rhythm of creation itself. Cities grew quiet, skies cleared, and animals reclaimed spaces we’d long assumed were ours. Kangaroos bounded down Adelaide’s main streets. Birds returned to…

  • The Way We Live – 1 Peter 2:11-17

    Remember —the way we live really matters.People notice,they always have.When I first walked into church,The music wasn’t great,the sermons were long,but the people —their kindness —stayed with me.It was in what they saidand what they didn’t. Every testimony,if you listen closely,is about other Christians.Their kindness,their courage,their quiet patience.Light that shines before others. See the difference…

  • My Sandpit

    What are your favourite websites? Every morning begins the same way. I open WordPress, not for work and not out of duty, but because it’s my sandpit — the place I play with words. For 215 mornings straight I’ve written something there, sometimes serious, sometimes small. Writing steadies me. Some people think by talking. Some…

  • The Year of Beginnings

    Is there an age or year of your life you would re-live? If I could relive a year, it would be 1986 — the year we were married. It was a season of joy and discovery, of learning how to build a life together from the ground up. We were settling into a new town,…

  • When Grief Became Reform

    The Port Arthur massacre in 1996 was one of the darkest days in Australia’s history. In a place once known for convict suffering and quiet Tasmanian beauty, violence erupted with shocking speed. Thirty-five people were killed, twenty-three wounded. For days the nation could only grieve — stunned, disbelieving, hollowed out. What might have happened if…

  • What Everyone Should Know

    What’s something you believe everyone should know? Everyone should know that relationships matter. More than success, more than possessions, more than the restless drive to be admired. When I visit my mother in the nursing home, her world has narrowed to a single room. She doesn’t know what day it is, or sometimes where she…

  • Light and Shadow

    When you’re a child, everything feels big. The days stretch long, the friendships feel forever, and even the smallest moment can fill the whole sky. Childhood is made of contrasts — light and shadow living side by side. I remember the joy first. Endless days with Robert, three doors up the street. We played until…

  • Three Wishes

    You have three magic genie wishes, what are you asking for? The genie blinked, rubbing his eyes as if he’d just woken from centuries of sleep.“Three wishes,” he said, stretching his arms. “Anything you want.” I looked at him — this weary servant of human desire — and said, “I don’t want anything for myself.”He…

  • The Heirloom

    Describe a family member My mother is ninety-one. Her memory drifts now, and her balance is unsteady. She no longer knows what day it is, or where she is. She knows that my father sleeps at home, but she can no longer remember where that home is. She lives in a nursing home now, where…

  • The Scattered Ones – 1 Peter 2:1–10

    We are the scattered ones,the misunderstood,the displaced and disoriented—but not forgotten. Peter writes to name us,to steady usin a world that shakes.He reminds us who we are. We are newborn,lungs still learning to breathe grace,mouths open,hungry for the milkthat gives life—God’s word,pure and undiluted.We crave it like infantsin the quiet hours,wailing until fed.Without it,we starve.With…

  • The Man Who Walks Things to the Bin

    What is your favourite form of physical exercise? I walk.I walk the dog every morning, a loyal companion beside me as the neighbourhood wakes.I walk to the shops and back, when others would drive.I walk ideas into shape — a podcast in my ears, a thought in my head, and before long, the start of…

  • Grounded

    How much would you pay to go to the moon? I suppose there are a number of attractions to going to the moon. It would be exotic — the trip of a lifetime. Awe inspiring. Perspective shifting. People say that astronauts who have travelled there are never quite the same again. But beyond that, it…