Nancy Jean is the minister in the Kowai-Cheviot Church and the Waikari Church
I can see two related issues at work in post-disaster scenarios: the power structure is wrong, and we need a sound theology that equips us to help others.
Between 2010 and 2017 I have been between two major natural disasters. The first – the Christchurch earthquakes in September 2010 and February 2011 and more recently the Kaikoura/Hurunui earthquakes in November 2016. Continue reading
The Edge is an occasional column in Candour written by people who exercise a ministry outside the usual congregational context. How do things look from the edge?
Friends on the edge – Sharon Ross Ensor
After I stepped away from parish ministry and took up my part-time role with the Presbyterian Church Schools’ Resource Office, I realised that I had time available to spend on volunteer work and made a conscious decision to do something that was outside of my usual church involvement.
So at the end of 2015 I trained to be a Red Cross Refugee Support Volunteer. Continue reading
What’s with our logo? After our fires this week it seems like a good time to figure out why a bush on fire is the symbol for our church.
You’ll remember the story – Moses was out with his sheep one day and he spotted a fire. He rushed to check it out, then realised that the bush was not blackening or burning out. The fire just stayed there and kept on burning. He came close and heard God speak to him out of the fire, and the conversation changed everything, for Moses and for his people. Continue reading
I have carried sadness within me this week.
I grew up in the Beckenham/Sydenham area of Christchurch, beneath the feet of the Port Hills. Their presence was always there. For as long as I can remember they have been part of my existence.
Many, if not nearly all my childhood memories have direct association with them.
Wednesday 15 February 2017 won’t be easily forgotten by the people of Cashmere. The fires had started on the summit of the Port Hills on Monday afternoon. By Wednesday morning the focus of fire-fighting was over the hill as the fires pushed down towards Governors Bay. Smoke billowed up and over the top, down over Cashmere. Our home is at the head of Bowenvale Avenue, and by lunchtime the valley was filled with smoke, and ash was drifting. You could hardly see the top of Sugarloaf. Continue reading