The Right Coloured Ashtrays for Church
By: Stephen McAlpine
You know God’s doing something special when you’re choosing the colour of the ashtrays for the church not the colour of the carpet.
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How Talia’s Disabled Daughter Taught Her about the Love of God
By: Stephen McAlpine
I have devoted this guest post to a friend of mine, Talia. I have not read anything as moving, as heartbreaking, or as soul-enriching this year. Read more
What Religion, According to Nick Cave, is the “Unhappiest in the World”?
By: Stephen McAlpine
No one does unhappy like Nick Cave. Nick Cave was born to do unhappy. Read more
Red Rope Christianity
By: Stephen McAlpine
Flying. Remember that? I flew a lot in 2019 for my job, mostly interstate within Australia (which admittedly is a big place), but also some international flights. Read more
Aiming to Be Amongst the ‘Two Percenters’
By: Stephen McAlpine
2: 59:59 That was my goal anyway. My goal for the Perth Marathon. The magical, and elusive, sub three.
The Madness of the Unforgiving Crowds
By: Stephen McAlpine
Our culture has a problem with forgiveness. We live in a post-forgiveness world. And it’s going to get brutal and cold if the trend continues. And it is trending. That’s the precise word for it, because all of the tools are available to unforgiveness to ensure it does.
Kath Sees Our Christian Community, And She Wants Some
By: Stephen McAlpine
I got home from church last night and my neighbour diagonally opposite, Kath, was out in her garden. It was a mild evening, sun not fully set, so I wandered over for a chat.
Hey Christian: It’s Not OK To Say “OK Boomer”
By: Stephen McAlpine
Speaking as a cynical, grumpy ex-Gothic X-Generation boy who all the other generations despise, let me say this: If you’re a Christian, it’s not OK to say “OK Boomer”
Better Than Access to the Gold Lounge
By: Stephen McAlpine
I now have access to the coveted Gold Lounge. I’m sitting here in the Gold Lounge at the Auckland airport, heading home from a conference, and it’s all hors d’oeuvres, funky drinks, comfy chairs, free everything, and peacefully quiet. Far from the madding airport crowd.