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Liz Hay

Press Service International

Liz Hay rejoices in living in a beautiful part of God’s creation in a high country mountain basin; and she also rejoices in hearing stories of God at work in people’s lives. One of her favourite activities is reading fascinating biographies that illustrate the wonderful ways God works uniquely with each person.

  • What does it mean to be ‘privileged’?

    I went through the questions in the online quiz.  I scored 61% which meant that was the degree of privilege that I was enjoyed, because of my gender, race, background, education, wealth, and amount of prejudice I had experienced

  • Being true to yourself?

    Ah, I thought, that’s it! I’d been reading some articles on identity issues, and had been wondering why the general trend seemed to be that anyone who didn’t feel comfortable in their own body should be affirmed in the gender that they felt that they really were.

  • A Ticking Time Bomb

    The young guy sitting on the park bench is absorbed in his phone. The professional working late in the office is totally focussed on his screen.

  • Jesus – God’s ‘selfie’?

    The church noticeboard was changed each week, to advertise the next Sunday sermon. I glanced at it as I usually do when I drove past on my way to a funeral. ‘Jesus – God’s selfie’ it read. Nah, I thought.

  • Eyam – the ‘plague village’

    We’ve become familiar with words such as ‘lockdown’, ‘social distancing’, ‘self-isolation’ and ‘quarantine’ in these days of Covid-19.

  • Walking with the dying

    Most of the time we live as if we won’t die – or if that prospect is only a vague future possibility. Death comes more into focus when someone close to us only has a short time to live. In order to ‘walk’ with that person, we have to come to terms with death; with what it means for that person soon to die, and what it means for us.

  • An Insidious Enemy

    It’s all around us. The young guy in his room on his device. The talk show host casually endorsing it on his show.

  • When two women were killed…

    Four weeks ago a sex worker was murdered in Christchurch, presumably by her ‘client.’ He is still being tracked down. Heartfelt tributes from friends in social media to her, the mother of a young child, said how she had such a kind heart, and would do ‘a job’ in order to earn money to give to a friend who was in need, even if that meant going out on to the streets again.

  • Being spiritual – and spirituality

    A young woman was out trekking in the Australian outback. Somehow she and her companion had forgotten to bring their hats. The day got hotter and hotter, and she was desperate for a hat.

  • ‘In the way they should go…’

    I overheard the following exchange in the pre-school sandpit one morning, when I was substituting as a parent helper: