This Side of Heaven

This Side of Heaven

Once, in 1968 when I was 13, I developed a high fever. Dad and mum gave me the usual antipyretics but the fever continued to spike. They consulted doctor friends who recommended that I be hospitalised straight away because the fever was dangerously high. So I was...
Full and Grateful

Full and Grateful

It’s a bit hard to believe that this is the last Graceworks commentary for the year. This year feels more full than other years. Perhaps it has been developments in family, especially caring for mum in Penang. She is 92, living with dementia and other health...
A Quiet Faithfulness

A Quiet Faithfulness

Have you ever wondered if there would be people at your funeral, apart from your immediate family? I have. I’m happiest when allowed to be like the worm curled up under a stone, so I don’t expect many to pay me much heed. Hence my musings about my passing. Last Sunday...