if you can’t contain
tsunamis
earthquakes
or your anger (if that’s what it is)
let them pass over the poor
and swallow up the pharaohs
so I can cling
to tasteless crumbs of justice
when it seems your grace is dead
– Palu, Central Sulawesi, May 2019
About Clinton Bergsma
I live near Fremantle in Western Australia with my sweet wife and our four children. I love exploring the intersection between theology and practice for all aspects of life, and get excited about finding ways to bring those two together in the life choices available to me. I love learning and making things with my hands, family days, gardening and home produce. I am terrible with a paint brush or camera, and I know nothing about cardiology. I do not own a cardigan. Yet.
I work for Amos Australia and am chipping away at a PhD looking at theologies of supporter engagement Australian Christian development organisations. I tend to order more books than I can read. Actually, I don't tend to. I do.
I find writing is a helpful way for me to process and distill what I'm observing, thinking and feeling as I wander wide-eyed through our fascinating-terrifying-beautiful world, and because the entire process of thinking-writing-re-writing-editing-re-writing is where the goodness lies for me, I don't use AI.
patmos 
Sounds like this trip touched you deeply! Thank you for your thought provoking meditation.
Hey Dad – yes it did, but this isn’t so much a new question, as much as a revisiting of an old one (i.e. why does a loving, all-powerful God allow these things to happen?). I find that the answers that used to satisfy me on this question are inadequate now, but I find lament a helpful way of maintaining my faith in these situations.
Thank you,Clint! We don’t have all the answers do we? Love,oma.
Well this guy doesn’t 🙂 Love, Clint.