Deep Wells

There's a beautiful, haunting song that has impacted me in such a powerful way, not only because of the words and melody but because of the tragic story behind it.   Horatio Spafford was a lawyer in Chicago who had a family of seven - a wife and five children. Tragedy struck even before their ship set sail when their young son died of pneumonia in 1871, followed by almost losing their business in a Chicago fire.   In 1873 his wife and four daughters set sail across the Altlantic on a French ocean liner to Europe.  Horatio had to stay behind to wrap up the business so would join them later on. Four days later, the ship collided with a large Scottish ship and out of 313 passengers 226 were tragically lost at sea - including their four daughters.  A sailer found his wife, Anna, alive, clinging to a piece of the wreckage.  When she finally arrived in Wales she sent a message to her husband which began "Saved alone, what shall I do?..." Horatio...

The interesting thing about this time of isolation & retreat is that we are faced with ourselves.  More time than we've had in a long time, apart from those who are still working away from home through this season (heroes).  There is often the tendency in life to avoid the mirror. Looking inwards & facing the reality of who we are, alone, is not something many people like to do. We like to keep busy.  But it seems we have no choice but to finally strip back the distractions & look straight into the mirror of our lives.   I know a girl who used to be in our youth group (years ago) who admitted she could never be alone.  She would go to extreme lengths to make sure someone was with her so she didn't have to face the reality of her own thoughts.  Hers was a complex case, but I think at times we can sometimes run from our heart-cry.   Those whispers that keep us up at night...   James 1:24 talks about the man w...

I don't know about you, but my wardrobe has not been getting much attention.  My 'church' clothes have also been in lockdown, unseen on their hangers...  not essential.   I did a wardrobe 'cull' today and found it easy to toss aside clothes more ruthlessly than before.  And now everything's neatly sorted & in order - and it will probably stay that way for a while... My comfy clothes have been getting out though. :)  Exercise pants & tracksuits have had daily workouts, and my faithful ugg boots have been close companions around the house & garden. It's given me time to think about our recently shifted priorities. What's essential in this current climate, and what isn't?  A few weeks ago I walked through Manning Mall & noticed my favourite boutique had a rack of clothes marked right down.  Really pretty, stylish clothes too.  But as I stopped (almost by habit) & looked at all the dresses I realised I most probably wo...

Change - something we can't control.  Especially in this new, unrecognisable season that seems to have rudely interrupted our lives. It's impossible for any of us to avoid the changes social distancing has created.   Overnight, life as we knew it altered drastically & Australia (& the world) has had to deal with a complete flip from 'normal life' to a new, isolated, ever-changing normal.... I noticed subtle changes on one of my walks this week.  (anyone else been walking a bit more??)   Little moments that normally wouldn't impact me as much have been standing out as if time itself is standing still ... heightened senses; richer emotions; a greater sense of 'we are all together in this' perhaps... As soon as I left the house I noticed the park across the road has been taped off, as if it was a crime scene.  Children can no longer play on playgrounds.. this one anyway.  I walked further along & saw a huge new chalkb...