Reflections from Sr Antonia
November 13, 2018
“Listen to the heartbeat of my Son”. The words gently inserted themselves into my consciousness and stayed for the entire duration of our retreat. “Listen to the heartbeat of my Son” Then…”See the heartbeat of my Son” And finally… “Touch the heartbeat of my Son”. I found myself being drawn by these words to the […]
October 9, 2018
Colluding with Clericalism (Part 2)
Some weeks have gone by since I wrote my previous reflection on this subject and I need to admit a certain defeat. I was hoping I might have some insights by now as to the way ahead for us, clergy and lay people alike, but the well remains dry.
August 18, 2018
Colluding with Clericalism (Part 1)
I witnessed something last week, and my feeling reactions alerted me to the fact that clericalism is one of THE major issues today for me, and hopefully for all of us. Of itself, it was not a bad thing that I had witnessed...
July 18, 2018
"Our holy and beautiful house has been burnt by fire The place where our forebears praised you".
July 2, 2018
She it was who injested words…God’s words. She it was who was prepared to believe the impossible and so allow it to happen. She it was who conceived, even when old. She it was who recognised Him before any other human being. She it was who initiated God’s first miracle through Jesus. She it was […]
June 20, 2018
Little boys love to roll stones that are made of glass and called marbles; so do little girls. They also love to "skip" stones across the water. Sometimes they even love to throw stones at someone who annoys or threatens them.
March 26, 2018
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.
March 5, 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.
December 11, 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.
October 15, 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 a trembling hand or a quavering voice, afraid because of your unworthiness yet desperate because of your need for healing?