Fire burns all the time…

In soaking group this week I recalled a truth and a ‘coincidence’ that at the time kissed my tired heart alive. It still leaves me in awe of a good God. In 2008, I attended revival meetings in the USA. It was a big deal leaving my family. Master M was 15 months, and Mistress…

Atheist Professor teaches his 7y.o. meaning of life – my story of meeting a good God

Well I've never really told my story on this blog.  In fact, in typical Aussie style I have kept myself out of this blog on purpose, essentially because: Australians hate "big noting Aussies".  Yes people the tall poppy syndrome does exist here.  I never wanted to be accused of "big noting" or making this blog…