My Disruptive Journey of Faith

Tipping-pointHave you ever been concerned about your faith? I have, it is a most unsettling experience. After pouring enormous amounts of energy and conviction into something only for it to be dislodged by rogue thoughts is scary. It’s scary because of the implications and the uncertainty of where it will all lead. What will my friends think? What if I am wrong? Even scarier; what if I am right? Continue reading

How Pushing A Wheelchair Ruined My Theology and Gave Me Faith

imagesThe wheels seemed to stick to the polished floor as I pushed my daughters wheelchair down the quiet corridor towards her classroom for the first time. As I turned the corner I was confronted by a line of special needs kids, some quiet, some boisterous and some on the other side of a glass wall waiting for class time. Continue reading

A Response to: When A Theologian Gets it So Wrong

I have a friend who is a theologian, author and lecturer at Alphacrucis College – Dr Shane Clifton. He is a unique soul and suffered an accident resulting in SCI. Shane lives perilously in a wheel chair and writes poignant stories that are bloody funny one moment and will take your breathe away the next.

Here is his response to my previous blog:

I think the term “theologian” gets a lot of bad press for the work of a very few of its membership. Continue reading

Legacy – My Favourite Colour


I have often wondered how I will be remembered when I kick the bucket. Will I be remembered by the things that fill me with regret in my quiet moments, or by the good things that people have observed me do? Regret from stupid things I have done take up a lot of brain real estate at times, tilting me towards a more ‘slow to act’ kind of posture.  Continue reading

Confessions of a Retired Worship Leader

Ever had an argument with your spouse then had to go on a platform with the task of focusing a couple of thousand people to sing how great God is? If you haven’t, trust me… it feels weird to say the least! My mind is pondering, “Should I just confess in front of the whole congregation that I had an argument so I don’t feel fake, or would that make for an awkward moment?” “Should I ever bring my personal life into work?” “Aren’t worship leaders supposed to be humble and lead people to a place of transparency and honest reflection?” “How can I do that if I just had a rotten argument and feel like crap?” Oh my tortured soul! Do you see how difficult it is to live with myself? Continue reading

On the Other Side of Worship

This post is a pensive reflection on my past experience as a worship leader. If you are someone whose pathway to God is through worship music,  I hope you don’t read these words as criticism, it is certainly not intended that way. If anything, I am contemplating my own journey and my life has given me a diverse bag of experiences to draw from. So if you don’t mind a gentle prod, read on! Continue reading

One L or Two?

A few years ago I fooled around flying remote control airplanes. It was a poor mans substitute for my lost career in flying real helicopters! Oh how the mighty have fallen…. from captaining an aircraft to tracking a fuel ingesting mosquito around a field – it has a humbling medicinal quality about it doesn’t it? Continue reading

Open Handed Faith (part B)

Ok…I know my last blog was a little like chewing cardboard for some. I am still spitting out the furry bits myself! Since starting my blog I have noticed an internal tension to start with a big idea and then feeling compelled to neatly tie it all up in 800 words so you can read it while you finish breakfast. It is bloody hard! I am an idealist at heart and recovering cynic! The two beat hard against each other at times hence my intensity. So if you can cope with my weirdness I will try and keep my funk in control. Continue reading

Open Handed Faith ‘part A’

Many of my friends attend church and many don’t. Some of you would never be caught dead in a church…except…when your dead? My experience with church has been on either end of the spectrum. If you have read my book ‘Growing Sideways’ you will know the church has been full of compassionate people that have stood beside me in the most difficult times and I will always be indebted. You will also know the church was the most destructive force I had ever faced, particularly in my early years. Continue reading