Melting Moments


26 March 2018

Smelly Sheep

I love the smell of sheep; I love the bleating sound of sheep; I love the snow white look of the fleece once it is parted; and I especially love Australian sheep.

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5 March 2018

The Colour of Dust

Dust is usually something we consider must be 'dealt with'. We sweep it away; brush it off our coats; dust it off our furniture; sweep it under the carpet; bathe it from our eyes; shake it from our feet if we are not welcomed in a town.

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11 December 2017

Shifting Shadows And A Magpie

I have been watching the shifting shadows as the sun silently makes its way across the sky. Most people, I presume, would be quite able to "explain" shadows; why and how they appear and disappear, why they can both fascinate and frighten.

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13 November 2017


There was a difficulty and it seemed insurmountable. Usually a difficulty cannot be resolved by going around it to avoid it and, in this situation, I could not even consider avoidance as a possibility.

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6 October 2017


I am sitting in the sun under a clear blue sky watching a white capped ocean deliver its foam to the waiting sand. And I am thinking about mud!

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22 September 2017

A Severe Mercy

The words compelled me to take the book from the shelf in the library and at least browse through its pages. I didn't really want to. These words sounded so harsh, so cruel almost....

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21 February 2017


He was six years old and deadly serious as he approached me in the classroom where I taught grade one. Lifting up his hands as he clutched whatever it was he was holding ...

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6 December 2016

The Magnificent Seven

No, they did not appear as heroes galloping into town on their horses in all their macho magnificence! Rather, they seemed to just suddenly be there... seven, silent ethereal figures emerging from the fog that wrapped us round ...

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5 November 2016

The Wings of The Dawn

If I take the wings of the dawn and dwell at the sea's furthest end, even there your hand would lead me your right hand would hold me fast. - Psalm 138

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15 October 2016

Who Touched Me?

Have you ever heard Jesus say these words and trembled, knowing it was you who touched him? Have you ever tentatively reached out to Him with ...

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~  Everything that lives and that breathes gives praise to the Lord  ~

Jamberoo Abbey

Jamberoo Abbey, Benedictine Nuns
695 Jamberoo Mountain Road,
Jamberoo NSW 2533 Australia

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