About
This page is just getting pulled together during May/June - sorry for the gaps!

I'm Steve:  Son of the Heavenly Father.  Father of 3 very earthy boys, and an equally adventurous daughter. Serving God's Church in Fairfield, Sydney through pastoring and planting.

With a love of God, and an interest in ethics, art, design, literature, cricket, and the beach, I'm having trouble narrowing down the focus of this blog.

This blog’s title shares inspiration credit between    i) the 70’s computer space-invader phenomenon of my childhood,  and 
ii) the 3rd stanza of a poem written by one of my current favourite  authors, Oliver O’Donovan  -  see right.

Buckle Street
High where the valley’s edge gave a line to the
Old road that bore Rome’s rulers and warriors
Along the wild hill-spine, and steered them
Down to the plains and the ways of judgment,

There flows a stream now, bedded in rubble and
Unnaturally suspended above the banks
Of ancient plunging woodlands, calmly
Watering genial upland pastures

 So Grace, the invader, scornful of gravity,
Follows the traces left by our interdicts,
Scoops out from hard-core legal strictures
Runnels of kindly communication.