Hope – the forgotten word

“These three remain, faith, hope and love”.

Hillsong Sydney – a journey from cynic to optomist

‘Lights’ – ambient and bright, depending on the mood

‘Cameras’ – big ones and small ones in every nook and cranny, some of massive proportions sweeping across the stage 

‘Action’ – enter well dressed, glossy lipped 50 year old yummy mummy.

A proud moment

Mumbai – Bangalore, a train full of poverty

As I write this I’m sat in the 2^nd class sleeper carriage on a train from Mumbai to Bangalore. We are sat nervously perched on the edge of our seats surrounded by sea of starring Indian eyes, fascinated by our blond hair and blue eyes. There is a barrage of noise as merchants fall over themselves to sell us Chai, coffee and all sorts of Indian delicacies. Surrounded by unfamiliar conversation and unwanted fascination from others I’m already feeling uncomfortable. Add to this a string of desperate beggars, each more insistent than the last: blind, lame, orphaned, and you can begin to imagine the scene. The outsiders have made it inside our train and we don’t know what to do!

A beautiful poem

A friend sent me this poem; I think that it is beautiful:

To an English friend in Africa
By Ben Okri

So what religion are you really?

Having been in Christian, Muslim and Buddhist communities over the last few weeks and moths I thought it would be fun to see how much their theologies and practices have affectd my belief system. I saw this test on the headspace collective. Give it a go, and remember it’s only a bit of fun. If you come out as a heretic don’t stone yourself. Click here to do the test. Let us know how you fare.