Steve Biddulph Author, activist and psychologist Steve Biddulph was recognised with a Member of the General Division of the Order of Australia in the Queen’s Birthday Honours list announced on Monday.
By Bill Pugh In his exit appointment a young single minister was appointed to the Alpine parish. No one wanted to go there.
By Bill Pugh On a weekday afternoon, I sometimes hear the periodic squeak of brakes coming along the street. Mark, our postie, on his motor cycle, is delivering the mail. We pause for a chat and he hands over the mail.
By Bill Pugh When we were kids, five of us, four boys and a sister, our backyard was a special place. In summer we played test cricket, a few neighbours in the team. In winter we kicked the football around.
The June edition of Crosslight is now available online and in your congregations. This month’s front page is of a Rohingyan child being processed after spending weeks at sea.
The payday lending industry has boomed in Australia in less than two decades. Today more than 1.1 million Australians take out a short-term loan each year.
A 102-year-old German woman has received her doctorate nearly 80 years after the Nazis prevented her from sitting her final exam.
I first met Joan in late 1995 or in 1996 when she was meeting with ALP women to talk about an organisation she was starting – EMILY’s List Australia.
And yet I will show you the most excellent way. If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.
(From left to right) Sunny Nepal and Bikran Adhikari; Lauren Curnow, from Australia Red Cross; Rev John Clarke, director of mission, UA; Sita Gyawali, personal care worker UA Manor Lakes.
By Rev John Cranmer Here is a walking the Dunkeld Labyrinth with the whole Creation context by mountain sun sky trees a white-blueness — a multi-variant-greenness a red-tinged-brownness mirrored-together in gently
By Rev John Cranmer come find those silences between the words that minds speak to themselves as they tread sharp-edges of aloneness here release the mind from its frenetic-yabberings screamed-out in the darkness of it