What are you willing to give up for the sake of a loved one? In a world that is so fixated on the individual, the notion of sacrifice seems remote and obscure. It still exists, but the onus is on another letting go and sacrificing their selves for the sake of the individual. It seems strange, but individuals won’t sacrifice their own selves for another. My personal rights, opinions, values, lifestyle, goals etc. are the most precious thing in the world, and the world is e

People are very quick to form opinions about another person, even if they have never met them. We do this with public figures, such as politicians, musicians and singers, actors, and sports people. We attribute to them some sense of worth in what they say and do according to the impression they give in public. So when they speak in favour of moral or ethical issues, we think they somehow have a valued and worthy contribution to make. But pick up any number of the gossip ta

It is a difficult challenge to convey the depth of Lutheran spirituality without a shared common appreciation of the heavily theological laden terms of grace, law, gospel, sacrament, cross, humility, service, baptism, Eucharist, and worship.  Without a depth of appreciation for these concepts, the conversation is in danger of inadequate comprehension and subsequent benighted disassociation.  These terms, however, lie at the heart of a Lutheran understanding of spirituality, w

We live in a world that seems to be more interested in that big, emotive, single thrill that will be life changing. The problem is that once it’s done, and the buzz is gone, an emptiness lingers craving to be refilled. So people go from one thrill to another, hoping that somewhere in the midst of this they find what they’re looking for. Eventually they realise that such is a hopeless endeavour, and too often they revert to the other extreme, ritualising their life to prote

The Road Not Taken BY ROBERT FROST Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveller, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I