Fighting Words

Have let blogging slide the last week or so. I read posts like this and this, get performance anxiety and don't want to do it anymore. Then Easter weekend turned into something I hadn't entirely planned on it being, for a variety of reasons (wrote a post about that, then decided it was too boring, too personal, too something ...).

But one of those unplanned events was spending a night up at Katoomba Easter Convention. While up there I caught up with, albeit briefly, the group of Christians in the defence forces who go up every year, with whom I have stayed for the last five years, and had a good chat to my old bible study co-leader, Pete Ritchie, who was a "trooper" at holding together a bible study group of people who literally came and went with ships passing ... This group of people all deserve a medal (to add to their collections) for the efforts they make to reach out to and support Christians in a very difficult environment. I also caught up with Dan and Simone Godde. You can read more about these people and what they do here (and if you are looking for a difficult ministry to support in your own country, well here’s one).

I actually met my brother-in-law at a Fighting Words conference, before my sister then met him in Toowoomba where he was on pilot’s course learning to fly helicopters in the Army (but I had nothing to do with that scenario!). He's now in Iraq with the Australian Army, so we are all praying. Here's a few recent pictures of him and my youngest niece (sweetest little thing in the world), the day she discovered the joy of splashing.