• It Is Through The Face That We Encounter God
• A Message of Hope
• Waiting
• An Octopus at Easter.
• Invite relationships
• Transformation
• This Moment
• A Good Story
• Can I Be A Healer?
• The virtue of doubt
• Mary Mackillop, Woman Of Faith
• Fridge Doors And The Rest Of The World
• Entertaining Angels
• More connected than ever, more disconnected than ever
• Feast of Teresa of Avila, 15th October
• The Witness of Maternity Leave
• Something New
• Farewell
• Australian Catholic University is a Public University Open to All
• What if God Was One of Us?
• Zest for life
• Attendance
• Christmas Angel Tree
• A Present For Me
• On being famous
• Reason To Celebrate
• World Youth Day
• May the evening's twilight find me gentle still
• Goodness: God’s Gift To Us
• A time for every purpose under heaven
• The Mad Dash
• The Positive Spirit is Fully Alive
• Its time to change
• Living an Abundant Life

On the Sunday after Easter I saw the AFL game Geelong versus Essendon in Melbourne. It was my first match in fifteen years and my first visit to Telstra Dome.

We were two professional middle aged women, supporting opposing teams, taking a six year old girl to her first football match.

Sitting near the Essendon Cheer Squad, nearly behind the point post, we had a superb view the length of the ground. The grass was a rich, thick green and the closed roof had spines and colouring reminiscent of a cathedral. The crowd around us was friendly and polite.

By the second quarter Geelong had waves of players, running freely, sweeping the ball end to end and scoring often. The beauty, fluidity, movement, skill and high scoring were exhilarating for the Geelong supporter.

It seemed the team was a giant octopus, body hovering over centre half forward, each moving tentacle, created by players running, shepherding for each other, gathering the ball and drawing it to the body and the goal. The arms moved in waves, sweeping the boundary and the interchange bench.

The team appeared to be one organism. Like the early Christians in Acts 4

‘the whole group was united.’

At half time we ate Easter Eggs, two of us rejoicing, the third in disbelief.

Football is religion in Victoria. On that Sunday I witnessed an Easter team at Telstra Dome.

• Suzanne Dooley,
• Academic Skills Adviser and Careers,
• Ballarat