Author: Rod Marshall

It was late, dark, and cold. As I arrived at the parked car, I opened the door and sat down. I was tired and looking forward to getting home to bath-time for the children and some warmed-up dinner. I put … Read more

We have an upright vacuum cleaner for the downstairs carpets and kitchen, and one upstairs with a long hose and arm to get around the bathroom and bedrooms with all their nooks and crannies. Usually, the only time vacuum cleaners … Read more

I have a cupboard in my home office, and it is full of tools. In fact, the spare room is crammed full of toolboxes, and there are tools around the furniture. In mitigation, let me say that I do not … Read more

Recently, an e-mail friend has lost her husband. She faces both the release of knowing that he is at peace and also the sorrow of his departure. This calls for a profound readjustment to accept his absence and allow other … Read more

I wrote previously about how God provided a job for me when I was down to my last ten pounds. The reason for the job was to give me a gracious manager who gave me the latitude to organise life … Read more

In 2011, life gave me a little squeeze, to find out what is really inside, where and what my priorities are, when push comes to shove. I have been busy both at home and at work. At home, with the … Read more

What is Hang Son Doong? To those who already know the answer: "Good job!" The rest can read the National Geographic article and see the pictures . It is no ordinary hole in the ground. It is … Read more

During the recent season of Lent, I entered a competition where the object was to sum up in ten words or less, "What does Lent mean to you?" My first thought was, "Lent: Not living on borrowed time!" My second … Read more

Those of us who have suffered a serious illness, disaster, accident, or loss (or have a loved one who has suffered), know how unexpectedly our world can shrink and change overnight. During springtime, we reflect upon the enormity of our … Read more

During worship on Sundays, Zoë, my two-and-a-half-year-old daughter, plays with her friends off to the side — out of everyone's way, but still within my line of sight. She knows I keep an eye on her to play nicely. … Read more