These have been heavy days in Australia. Our Jewish neighbours are mourning the loss of loved ones and wondering if they’re safe. Our Muslim neighbours grieve alongside them while bracing for the suspicion and hostility that so often follows. And all of us, whatever...

I remember, as a boy, the magic of Christmas morning: waking before dawn, creeping down the hallway, heart pounding with anticipation at what waited beneath the tree. The lights, the tinsel, the smell of my mother’s cooking, the rustling of wrapping paper: it all...

Something unprecedented is happening, and the church is largely silent. Not silent in the way we’re sometimes silent before mystery, that pregnant, worshipful hush that precedes genuine encounter with the Holy. No, this is a different kind of silence. It’s the silence...

“We were promised sufferings. They were part of the program. We were even told, ‘Blessed are they that mourn,’ and I accept it. I’ve got nothing that I hadn’t bargained for. Of course, it’s different when the thing happens to oneself, not to others, and in reality,...

    There’s a tragedy unfolding in many corners of the church today. It isn’t loud enough to make headlines. It doesn’t announce itself with scandal or collapse. Instead, it moves like a subtle fog through sanctuaries and institutions, soft enough that few notice the...

  There are wounds that span generations. Wounds carried not merely in flesh but in memory, in longing, in the very landscape of a people’s story. For Palestinians (Christian and Muslim alike) these wounds have become a defining mark of existence: dispossession,...

  Christians throughout the centuries have used the word “cruciform” (literally “cross-shaped”) to describe a life patterned after Jesus’s self-giving love. A cruciform faith is one shaped by the self-giving love of Jesus revealed on the cross. It embodies a way of...

  There are few things more radical than believing that the living God speaks: still, now, through words on a page. Compared with the views of our age, it's an astonishing conviction to believe that these words in Scripture, ancient yet alive, can pierce the noise of...

  There are nights when faith feels like silence. When prayer echoes into absence. When words once bright with certainty now taste like ash. It’s tempting to think something has gone terribly wrong; that doubt is failure, that questioning means betrayal. Yet the...

  There’s a migration unfolding across Western Christianity. You can hear it in the discussions on podcasts, the honesty of social media posts, the long pauses in once-familiar prayers. They call it deconstruction: a word that sounds like demolition but often hides...

  Words create worlds. From the first breath of creation, when divine speech summoned light from the void, to the prayers of the weary and the fiery declarations of the prophets, human history has been shaped by speech.[1] Words carry spirit. They form, reveal, and...