Mothers Day, 2020. Still in Isolation

A Scripture:

Reward her for all she has done. Let her deeds publicly declare her praise

Prov 31: 31

A few thoughts....

So, it's been about 15 years since my mum passed. After a long slow battle with pain and illness, she finally just slipped away. Bittersweet. I was sharing with someone the other day, "bittersweet is a difficult taste to get used to". As much as you miss loved ones when they go, the older you get the more you understand that this is simply the way of things; i.e. you're born, you life your life to the best of your ability, and then you "shuffle off this mortal coil". Those who are left do their best to carry on with things, but if we were to be totally honest, the more that you experience close up revelations of human mortality, the more you realise that every day you have a choice to make; do you embrace this life and "EVERYTHING" that it throws up at you, or do you hide in a corner and refuse the highs & lows of everyday life?

My mum was a pioneer. She embraced change, as painful as some of that change was. She had 6 children in a land that was as isolated from her Scottish clan, as we are from each other in these past few months. This isoIation was to be a life long one, obviously with some respite. I never once witnessed her shirking her responsibility. I have loved meeting my Scottish relatives in recent years; I am however grateful beyond words for the life that we were able to embrace in Australia as a result of her courage and fortitude. 

These photos (below) are the alpha and omega, ie, among the first known and last known photos of me with mum. Todays scripture from Proverbs, challenges each and every one of us, to be the flesh on the deeds of sacrifice that our mothers have made.








Bonus Song:

Long before mum passed, I tried to write a song that told some of the story of my parents great adventure in Australia. I wrote a song called "Across the Sea" but I didn't ever get to sing it for her. It was agreed that we would sing it at her funeral but in a fortunate twist of fate, the minister missed the item in the order of service I say fortunate because we all agreed that we probably wouldn't have been able to get through it. 

SO; we (we being my brothers, sisters, children, wife and a great assortment of nieces & nephews gathered in our Warburton house for one glorious day of singing, food, laughter & stories about my mum. The end result is this recording. 

I hope it blesses you as much as blessed each one of us.






Jenny Syme reflects on her recently departed mum...  

It feels a long time since mum ( Glenyce Thelma) passed , but really it's only been 7 months- we were like two peas in a pod - especially after i had my own family. Still love her to bits and am so grateful to God for her life and influence on who i am today .

Looking forward to seeing her  again ....

I thank God everyday that He is a good, good God who loves us to pieces and has a plan for our full restoration with Him in all ways.












Just some funny photo's to lighten the journey.

I'm not sure why but I seem to have an ever growing collection o this kind of thing.

They are mostly random; with little to no rhyme or reason. Enjoy:




























A mate of mine sent this to me; it makes for a really interesting read.

Mick Mc

Corona Virus;

a challenging perspective:

I read this post, and thought yep.
Maybe we don't have it that bad? It’s a mess out there now. Hard to discern between what’s a real threat and what is just simple panic and hysteria. 

For a small amount of perspective at this moment, imagine you were born in 1900.  On your 14th birthday, World War I starts, and ends on your 18th birthday. 22 million people perish in that war. Later in the year, a Spanish Flu epidemic hits the planet and runs until your 20th birthday. 50 million people die from it in those two years. Yes, 50 million.  

On your 29th birthday, the Great Depression begins. Unemployment hits 25%, the World GDP drops 27%. That runs until you are 33. The country nearly collapses along with the world economy.  When you turn 39, World War II starts. You aren’t even over the hill yet. And don’t try to catch your breath. 

On your 41st birthday, the United States is fully pulled into WWII. Between your 39th and 45th birthday, 75 million people perish in the war.  Smallpox was epidemic until you were in your 40’s, as it killed 300 million people during your lifetime.   At 50, the Korean War starts. 5 million perish. 

From your birth, until you are 55 you dealt with the fear of Polio epidemics each summer. You experience friends and family contracting polio and being paralyzed and/or die.   

At 55 the Vietnam War begins and doesn’t end for 20 years. 4 million people perish in that conflict. During the Cold War, you lived each day with the fear of nuclear annihilation. On your 62nd birthday you have the Cuban Missile Crisis, a tipping point in the Cold War. Life on our planet, as we know it, almost ended. 

When you turn 75, the Vietnam War finally ends. Think of everyone on the planet born in 1900. How did they endure all of that? 

When you were a kid in 1985 and didn’t think your 85 year old grandparent understood how hard school was. And how mean that kid in your class was. Yet they survived through everything listed above. 

Perspective is an amazing art. Refined and enlightening as time goes on. Let’s try and keep things in perspective. Your parents and/or grandparents were called to endure all of the above – you are called to stay home and sit on your  couch

(Taken from another post with no source)

Across the sea May 2020
00:00 / 04:58

P. 0487 381 378

©2018 by River Valley Church. Proudly created with