I started having a personal AI subscription about 12 months ago, exactly around the time I returned back to my former company. In a span of just 1 year leaving the Purple Arrow and returning back nearly 14 months later, so much had changed. AI was the main talk of the town and every discussion was revolving around AI. The firm had not yet invested into AI but was definitely gearing towards it and...
Thoughts On AI
Why I AM Pissed
Its the second week of Easter. Previously I had written about waiting on God, and the Road to Emmaus, as points of hope, points of expectation that hopefully God will answer my prayers. Lately, especially in the last few days I find myself falling more into despair. Yes, despair in an Easter season is a very antithetical response. I find hope sometimes dimming away – I find it hard to trust...
The Journey To Emmaus
The road to Emmaus is one of my favourite readings of the post-easter season. In today’s daily gospel reading, this passage was proclaimed, and I am sure we are all familiar with the story – the 2 guys are walking along the road to Emmaus and feeling sad. They are downcast because of the “events that had happened in Jerusalem”. I would think these 2 were secondary disciples of Jesus, they...
Waiting on God – An Easter Invitation
Over the last couple of years I have been writing off and on, on how, in my history I have waited on God to come and “save” me or “redeem me from moments in my life. This year in particular, the waiting has intensified even more. The family has been waiting, well more me, I have been waiting for God to come through – specifically to prepare us for our move. I spoke about...
Dad’s Eulogy
Being the youngest in the family, sometimes you see more than what other people can see. You get to observe your parents a whole lot more, for better or worse. As the youngest child, I had this privilege of doing that. Some of you here may even remember me being that small boy tagging along with his parents for church events or Marriage Encounter gatherings with my parents. As a child I saw my...
