The Good Life?

Consumed Contributor

19
Feb

Soft Closing Drawers.

I still fart in India.

You know, in case you thought going to India meant I was the pure and holy type whose farts rise straight to the heavens like an offering of incense to God.

Nup.

All bodily functions remain intact… in fact, enhanced.

I was quite happily bundled up in my life of consumption until God rudely interrupted me. I thought I had taken my brush with poverty quite well. I’d rationalised my childish thoughts about “what would Jesus do” and all those annoying passages in the bible about the poor and decided that having a mortgage was what following Jesus was all about. I was #blessed I guess.

12
Feb

Rain.

So anyway, there was that awkward moment when I was supposed to be all about Jesus and save the poor people but accidentally realised I was a bloated oppressor. Read on.

After praying a dangerous prayer asking God to help me to not be consumed with the things of this world and that I would know God’s heart and find freedom in him, I found myself walking into India’s largest red light district…

10
Feb

All Consuming Thoughts.

Consumption is my jam. I love consuming. I mean, before sitting down to pen this powerful prose I made myself a coffee… because it’s important to consume mild stimulants whilst waxing lyrical about the pitfalls of consumption.

I don’t want to talk about consumption. I need consumption. Consumption is the sedation I need, the antidote to life.

Don’t take it away.

Unless it’s kale. I don’t need to consume kale. No one needs to consume kale.

05
Feb

Consumed.

Consumption is my jam. I love consuming. I mean, before sitting down to pen this powerful prose I made myself a coffee… because it’s important to consume mild stimulants whilst waxing lyrical about the pitfalls of consumption.

I don’t want to talk about consumption. I need consumption. Consumption is the sedation I need, the antidote to life.

Don’t take it away.

Unless it’s kale. I don’t need to consume kale. No one needs to consume kale.

I used to love Christmas
04
Dec

I Used To Love Christmas.

So here I find myself at Christmas 2019 and in a bit of pickle.

I don’t want my choices at Christmas to mean I keep people in modern-day slavery.

I don’t want my choices at Christmas to mean I’m sending the environment on a crash course with disaster.

But I also choose to not disappoint my nieces and nephews.

I fell out of love with Christmas when I saw how my choices were not truly aligned with the meaning of Christmas. If Christmas is about Jesus, then what does Jesus want Christmas to look like?

30
May

It Pays To Be Frugal

As a Gen Y-er growing up in the post my-order-to-me-now-while-I-eat-some-smashed-avo age, I’m bombarded with constant messaging on financial freedom. There’s online businesses to start, click funnels to create, social media followings to grow, passive income to generate, all the while maintaining my day job and somehow saving for a shoebox house in Sydney and praying hard that my Super will see me through my old age.