If you’re reading this blog post, congratulations on making it to the end of 2011. This year has been massive for many people in this country, especially for many living in a little place called Christchurch.
As I write this, the city is again reeling from another batch of quakes which have caused more damage both physically and I’m sure emotionally. Christmas will not be a happy time for many but another chapter in a hard, fear-filled traumatic journey.
But for me personally, I have much to be thankful for.
I am thankful for my wonderful family, in particular the arrival of my son Samuel. His name means, “I asked of God”. He is certainly an answer to our prayers.
I am thankful for having the opportunity to live in a safe country that gives each person the right to vote in a fair and democratic way.
I am thankful for the wonderful people we have in the medical profession in this country who diagnosed my cancer & helped me get through it.
I am thankful for the people who have taken the time to pray to God for my health and wellbeing this year
I hope you all take time to reflect on your year and to choose to be thankful. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year 🙂
Dear Dad
With Father’s Day coming around again this year, I got thinking about the things I have learned from you over the years that I have been putting into practice in my own life. I wanted to share them with you so you know what kind of influence you have had on me.
You showed me the value of hard work when you worked tirelessly regardless of the situation.
You showed me determination when you didn’t give up in the face of adversity.
You showed me how to be wise with money by not wasting what money you had.
You showed me about integrity when you always paid your debts, even if it took time.
You showed me how I should treat a lady by how you treated my mother.
You showed me how I should love my children by how you showed love to me and my sisters.
You showed me the importance of being generous by helping me when I needed help.
You showed me about compassion when you helped people who were less fortunate than us.
You showed me how to be a defender when you protected those who were vulnerable.
You showed me about unconditional love when you loved people that were unlovely in the eyes of others.
You showed me to always look for the good in others by not giving up on me when I strayed from the path.
You showed me how to choose right from wrong by encouraging me to look in the Bible for Godly wisdom.
You showed me how I could have eternal life when you introduced me to Jesus Christ, the one who saves.
You showed me how to be a man by being the man in my life.
So Dad, I just want to say thank you for being a great father and role model to me.
Love from your son
David

New Zealanders are a diverse bunch – increasingly over the last couple of decades – coming from all different backgrounds and cultures. Even defining the term ‘Kiwi’ is now becoming harder and harder.
So when someone tells you they are “representing the average New Zealander”, how do you know they are?
Many different ideas about what is best for us “Kiwis” are being thrown about by politicians, all vying for our votes in the fast-approaching general election being held in November. The problem is, most of these ideas tend to conflict with each other. Our ideas about what is best for the “average Kiwi” depends on the way we see the world which is usually influenced by our upbringing to a degree.
I grew up on a farm with a large family and hard-working parents and learned the value of things like working hard and saving the pennies for ‘rainy days’. I learned about the added responsibilities of parenthood by raising orphaned animals. I even learned about the dreaded T-word – Taxes – by watching my father fret as tax-return time rolled around every few months. I learned about faith and The Creator through my parents and our regular Sunday-morning visit to church. These things have shaped the way I see the world and, therefore, the way I think other people should look at things.
But how do I come into agreement with someone else who has a different worldview than me? How can we – or anyone for that matter – decide what is best for the “average Kiwi”?
With the election date drawing fast, ideas about how things should work in NZ are being put forward as ‘the magic bullet’ with great vigour by political parties. And they are being shot down equally as vigorously by other political parties. It seems the electioneering period is a time for insults, bravado and character assassinations – much like a school playground filled with little people trying to make themselves appear bigger at the expense of someone else. Ideas are being nay-sayed with uncompromising irrationality and thrown out onto the street like the proverbial ‘baby and the bath water’ by competing parties without a second thought for if there is any scrap of validity to the idea.
And the question remains: how can we agree on what is right for New Zealand and its people? A wise man called Solomon once gave this proverb, “Plans fail for lack of counsel, but with many advisers they succeed.”* What he was saying was that as individuals, we don’t have all the answers so the best way to make our plans (e.g. The Plan for the running of this country) succeed was through having input from many sources. And if we did not consider the opinions of others, the plan would be destined to fail at least in some area.
I myself have been learning that despite my right-wing conservative religious working-class upbringing, I need to listen to the opinions of others when making up my mind about issues relating to the running of this country and not write them off straight away just because they differ to mine.
Maybe if our politicians followed suit and put their egos, powerplays and party agendas aside, sat around a table together and discussed (with open minds) their ideas for the running of the county, maybe the “average Kiwi” would be better off for it.
Then again, it would probably make for a boring next few months.
* Proverbs 15:22 (NIV)
It’s a word that strikes fear into many NZ’ers. No, I’m not talking about Capital Gains Tax, I’m talking about that other C-word – Cancer.
A few months ago, I noticed a lump come up on my neck. After ignoring it for a few weeks, I decided to go to the doctor to find out why it wasn’t going away. They referred me to the hospital who biopsied it and confirmed it was cancerous. Melanoma, in fact, that had spread to the lymph nodes on my neck thus causing the lump.
Now when someone tells you that you’ve got cancer, naturally you don’t feel too crash hot about it. You feel like your whole world has been turned upside down. For me it was a hard pill to swallow – when you are a young, healthy man who has a wife and kid (and one on the way), things aren’t meant to go wrong for you. But they have.
This coming Tuesday (16 Aug), I’m undergoing an 8-hour surgery to have the cancer removed from my neck. A P.E.T. scan following the cancer diagnosis revealed there was cancer tissue on the other side of my neck too so they told me they will have to basically cut me from ear to ear to cut out all the cancer. This includes the lymph nodes and possibly saliva glands. The surgery may need to be followed by radiation and chemotherapy.
But I have no reason to fear.
Aside from the fact that the doctor performing the surgery specialises in this kind of cancer removal, I am also a Christian who believes in a God who has the power to heal. After all, he created me, why shouldn’t he be able to heal me?
We all know people who have died from cancer. We probably also know people that have lived through cancer. I know people who have been completely healed from cancer. My father-in-law has beaten cancer through radiation. My mother-in-law (and others I know) have had cancer miraculously disappear from their bodies leaving the medical professionals stumped.
While I would love for my lump to shrivel up and disappear overnight, I know that God doesn’t always work that way. Sometimes he uses the medical profession (which he also invented) to heal people. I just know that I am going to be healed – I have faith in God.
The Bible says, “Faith is the confidence that what we hope for will actually happen; it gives us assurance about things we cannot see.”* I can’t see the future and I don’t know exactly what is going to happen, but I can trust that God does know the future and he is going to look after me through it.
You might say that God is my ‘crutch’. Well, I would much rather have a crutch to lean on than be filled with worry and anxiety about what the future holds for me and my family. The Bible also says, “Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about you.”** The burden of cancer is not mine to carry any more, I’ve given it to God. And I trust him to take care of me.
That’s why I’m not afraid of the C-word.

* Hebrews 11:1-2
** 1 Peter 5:7