“My mum and my dad both grew up on farms. So, every school holiday I got to be hissed at by grumpy geese, plopped on by cows I was trying to milk, and shirt-fronted by rams annoyed at being penned for shearing. I also got to see lots of humble, hands-on hard work. Sunrise to sunset, no matter what the weather.” I see that same kind of humble, hands-on hard work in what Lutheran women …
Where I am today
What Agnes Abab suffered in South Sudan is more than any person should survive. A refugee for 20 years, life started again when Agnes was welcomed into a Tailoring Group at Kakuma Refugee camp in Kenya, supported by the Lutheran family in Australia. Here you see how love comes to life for refugees like Agnes …
One stitch at a time
It’s six years since my mum passed away. Last weekend my sister helped dad go through mum’s boxes of sewing stuff. Mum loved quilting and collected pieces far and wide. Dad had the job of cutting them into whatever shape was needed. He’d grumble, but secretly loved working together with mum. Recently, I’ve been helping the Lutheran Community Sewing Group at Albert Park in Adelaide put together a video about their volunteer ministry to new neighbours …