Today in a nation that gives me freedom of choice I took a time to remember the lives of others who valued this freedom so highly they gave all they had to give.

Yesterday I listened to the story of a young wife and mother who shared how her journey from brokenness, fear and hopelessness was under pinned by a nation that has a safety net, by the love and sacrifice of many people who encouraged her on her journey, of her faith and relationship with her maker that rebuilt her hope and healed her brokenness. Her story was not one where everything is perfect or good but one where good triumphed, where love, acceptance and forgiveness overcame darkness and pain.

To be born and live in a nation where we wrestle with the challenges of building a better more inclusive world is a life shared by so few on the planet.
Anzac day reminds me every year that in a day when asked to confront madness with something more then words men and women stepped up and said send me. I pray we never loose such conviction as we face the challenges of our day. How we deal with the present challenges we face is the ultimate tribute to the sacrifice made in the past