The Musings of Bek Curtis

Departing Love

Posted by on Mar 5, 2016 in Musings | 2 comments

Departing Love

 Tonight this mumma’s heart is burgeoning with an eclectic mix of  excitement, anxiety, joy and sadness, none of which I was entirely anticipating. Tomorrow our firstborn child: aka Captain Responsible, Master Maturity or Sir J, departs for his longest stint away from home, and his first of hopefully many overseas adventures; a mission trip to Cambodia with his school.

Throughout these last fifteen years I’ve  come to realise that motherhood is simply -oh the oxymoron that is the word ‘simply’ in this context, a perpetual journey of learning to love wholeheartedly, whilst simultaneously letting go.
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Okay, So I Did The “Ugly Cry” thing, Am I Healed Yet?

Posted by on Jan 15, 2016 in Musings | 1 comment

Okay, So I Did The “Ugly Cry” thing, Am I Healed Yet?
“When you can tell your story and it doesn’t make you cry, you know you have healed.”
~David Avocado Wolfe
This quote popped up on my Facebook newsfeed a few days ago, it was credited to David (Avocado) Wolfe, so I’m going to go ahead an assume that the sentiment is his also, because you know, the Internet never lies and all of us aren’t continually re-articulating AKA plagiarising the ideas and words of those around us, either intentionally or otherwise. I love David Avocado Wolfe, he’s a wise man, but on this occasion I have to disagree with his stance. And not just for the sake of publicly disagreeing and sprouting my differing opinion to ‘stir the Internet pot’, but for the sake of you, the person who may have read the above quote and become discouraged from sharing your story.
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Tantrums and Rabbit Holes- The Joy Of Self Reflection

Posted by on Nov 25, 2015 in Musings | 2 comments

Tantrums and Rabbit Holes- The Joy Of Self Reflection

 

I like closure. I like nice, clean resolutions. Because of this, I’m not a fan of movies that leave you filling in the blanks and drawing your own conclusions- just tell me how to think darn it! I jest, although thinking for yourself is kind of hard work y’all!  I like neat little packaged happy endings, sealed with pretty closure bows (they’re totally a thing, trust me). It’s been over a decade since I watched the movie Lost In Translation and truth be told, I’m still not entirely sure I’m over it. And don’t even get me started on The Perfect Storm!
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Refugee Revival- A Prophetic Word For The Church

Posted by on Sep 10, 2015 in Musings | 0 comments

Refugee Revival- A Prophetic Word For The Church
For the last few years corporate prophecy in Australia, and I suspect in nations across the world, has centered on Revival. Many believe that a spiritual pregnancy is currently occurring, and its delivery  will be a great awakening of faith that culminates in miraculous manifestations. Surprisingly, given that I try to shy away from spiritual ‘hype’, I agree. I believe that revival is coming. I believe that revival in the church is overdue. The western church, and isn’t it ironic that how as one Body we still divide our self  into hemispheric categories, seeing our brothers and sisters as ‘us and them’, has for too long been in a lax state, spending the little energy we do have fighting battles that I just don’t believe are on the Father’s heart.
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Wifi & Trans Humour

Posted by on Sep 3, 2015 in Musings | 5 comments

Wifi & Trans Humour

FullSizeRender (1)“I too was once a male trapped in a female body, but then my mother gave birth.”

I’ve seen this meme pop up on my Facebook newsfeed over the past few weeks, and each friend who has posted it is Christian. These are all friends whom I admire and respect, they are not malicious people. What I think perhaps happened, in the moments before they pressed ‘share’ was that they didn’t quite evaluate the possible implications of their actions, they saw only momentary humour.

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All That Glitters

Posted by on Jul 8, 2015 in Musings | 6 comments

All That Glitters

I’m usually not a huge fan of the Open Letter, though I’ve written one or two before, but every time I read one I find myself wondering why these letters must always be public? Say what you need to say in private and then move along on your merry way. Why the need for an audience?
But ever the hypocrite (aren’t we all just a little, if not very well versed in hypocrisy) here I pen/type yet another open letter. The true recipient and any identifying characteristics shall remain anonymous, but the letter itself public, for my own sake. For the sake of accountability. As a not so subtle reminder to me, of self-responsibility, the responsibility of one who so often harps on about organic community and true vulnerability, then not-so-subtly veers off course.




Hey,

I’ve seen you around at church. Unfortunately until the other day we hadn’t had a chance to meet, at least not properly, but I’ve been watching you. Yep, I know that sounds creepy. But it’s not in that creepy stalker way, but with curiosity. I’ve been reading you, trying to glean images of your story and put them together.
I could be totally wrong, but I think I’ve managed to view some of the collage that is you…

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He’s Homeless, Just Put Him In A Box

Posted by on Jul 2, 2015 in Musings | 0 comments

He’s Homeless, Just Put Him In A Box

I read a news story today that completely wrecked me. That’s not entirely true, it was in fact the accompanying YouTube clip that turned me into a blubbering mess.

It was a story on Donald Gould and his beautiful gift of music, you can read the article and watch the clip here:

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