CELEBRATE WHAT WE HAVE IN COMMON NOT WHERE WE DIFFER

 Loitering and 'being' opens the horizons of the mind and heart, it also challenges prejudice.
Meeting people from around our world. people with who we have much in common, others who see the world quite differently from us, all make a rich and interesting tapestry.

At a Vigil held in the city of Melbourne where I work, after a tragic incident to place, I observed a diversity not always appreciated. Mostly this is often as a result of ignorance, fear and mistrust of other.

Sitting after the vigil with a man, a complete stranger to me, we held hands we chatted about what we have in common.

He a Hindu and me a white anglo-saxon commonly known as 'a Christian".

Both affected by what had happened, both deeply moved by the service and both saying how at times like this we need each other.

While we do love 'our' country, and want it to 'be safe' and for some just like 'the good ol' days', we are called to love.

For those of us who claim to 'love God with all our heart, strength and mind' sometimes forget to love neighbour as self.

I don't expect its always easy, its not for me, so together lets strive to get it, who knows we may even look back one day and claim these were the 'good ol' day'!!

we are what we believe we are (C.S.Lewis)

Last week was the anniversary of the death of a mate.

Leigh was a young man I got to know through working with adolescents in 'out of home care'.He was 13 when I first met him, always  likeable as a teenager.

I reconnected with Leigh after his release from prison.

Together with the support of his Nan, Aunty and many others Leigh began a new journey.

His courage and effort to make change was amazing.

Leigh had reason to be 'angry at the world'. 

He had reason to be angry at some of the people in his life.

From time to time this anger did surface, but he always came through it.

As I sat with his Nan, who he adored and who stuck with him through thick and thin, but never let his sometimes 'bad behaviour' go unchecked, we spoke about how much he was missed, and how he believed stuff about himself that was not true.
At the table was one of Leigh's aunties who along with her family adored him too.

We chatted and shared memories of Leigh.

As I was leaving I was handed copies of three letter Leigh had written but never posted.

One to his mother, one to his brother and one to Nan. 

As I read these the Leigh we knew and loved, his true self shone through, thoughtful, reflective, caring, loving and honest. 

Leigh was part of a very broken 'system', one which has been in the spotlight again in recent days. (There were those in that system who encouraged and supported Leigh too).

We miss Leigh, and will remember him for who he was, not for the person he sometimes thought he was, because much of who he thought he was reinforced by a system where compassion and love often give way to harshness and punishment.

It's been a year since you departed Leigh and those who loved you best, miss you most.

BEWILDERED PERPLEXED PUZZLED

By now you will be aware of the events in part of the CBD in Melbourne.

We as a part of the community have been involved in the community support.

There is nothing more to say, so I'll leave you with our sign message....

JESUS

WEPT

SEASONS GREETINGS

PEACE ON EARTH AND GOODWILL TO ALL. 

MAY JOY, PEACE AND LOVE SURROUND YOU THIS CHRISTMAS.

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