I wonder sometimes how well we really know each other. We gather every Sunday, sit together, worship together, and yet how much do we actually know about what the person a few rows away is going through? People can live in the same block of flats for years, seeing each other in the lift, at the letterboxes, or along the corridor, exchanging a greeting now and then, and still know very little about each other’s lives. One neighbour may be caring for an ageing parent, another dealing with a...

What Does It Mean To Be A Good Citizen – When Your True Home Isn’t Here? For many, the word “citizenship” brings to mind our national...

By the time you read this, many of you may already be gearing up for our anticipated journey to Johor Bahru, where the picturesque Pulai...