God Breathed by Rut Etheridge

I am my own and I am mine. In the West, we live by this mantra. We proclaim it with exuberance and pride. We write stories and sing about our freedom to be ourselves, to follow our own hearts, to not be restrained or limited by anything outside of ourselves. We’ve cut ourselves free. But... Continue Reading →

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“I’m American”

Less than 100 metres from our home lies the most diverse suburb in Australia, boasting representatives from 112 of the world’s 196 countries. While a dominant Australian culture structures public life, social etiquette and expectations, different cultures regularly interact in my neighborhood, at the shops, at work and at church. With each interaction, expectations can... Continue Reading →

Pruning Season

July — here, in the Southern Hemisphere, the second month of winter. In southern Australia, this means just-above freezing temperatures, rain, rain, and more rain. It also means pruning season. We’ve inherited several fruit trees and herbs in our garden, and we are learning how to care for them. My husband uses the pruning shears... Continue Reading →

Lettuce & weeds

Among my lettuce seedlings, tiny weeds had sprung up — they were intertwined with the fragile lettuce leaves, and I could not get my fingers in there skillfully enough to remove the weeds. But finally, when the seedlings were large enough to thin out, I was able to transplant them to areas of the garden... Continue Reading →

He whose strength loves justice

The Reformed world loves to speak and teach and preach of God's sovereignty. Based on the sheer number of words  devoted to this topic, it is obviously a precious doctrine to us. And yet there is a danger in our emphasis — or, at least, a pitfall that we must avoid. In speaking of God's... Continue Reading →

Songs of Disruption

This year for science, my son is studying birds. Part of that study has been keeping a bird watching book, in which he writes down the features of the birds he sees, and then identifies them. It started off well enough, but quickly we hit an issue: rather than sitting and watching the birds, he... Continue Reading →

Where Discernment Begins

“And this is my prayer: that your love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight, so that you may be able to discern what is bestand may be pure and blameless for the day of Christ, filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ—to the glory and praise... Continue Reading →

Interrupted

I've been reading a few art / work process books in the past year, and they all advocate setting aside protected hours, in a designated office or studio space, so you can focus intently on the work before you, where you won't be interrupted by menial tasks and requests. I'm afraid all of those books... Continue Reading →

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