Words from the streets of Kings Cross and Bondi Beach
About Jon Owen
“I am the Pastor and CEO of Wayside Chapel. I write with my heart wide open and my eyes looking at life. I am a philosopher, a dreamer, a tower of weakness, a leader and a follower, a husband and a father and I hope to give you a flavour of life by the wayside.”
About the Inner Circle Newsletter
The Inner Circle is a weekly letter with musings on humanity, acceptance, and love from the Pastor and CEO of Wayside Chapel. It often includes anecdotes of life at Wayside Chapel and speaks to anyone who wants to lean deeper into the question of what it means to be human.
Smoke Dreams
Dear Inner Circle, Dare I say it? There’s only 34 days until Christmas. As the years go by, time really isn’t constant, it rolls downhill
All The King’s Men
Dear Inner Circle, Many years ago, Lisa and I ran our home as a drop-in centre, and two eager young mates would regularly stop by
A Few Vices
Dear Inner Circle, Walking to the train this week I heard some shouting and realised the Melbourne Cup race was on, so I hastily ducked
Two Princes
Dear Inner Circle, Most of you will know that the King was in town last week, what you won’t know is that the King also
A Homecoming of Sorts
Dear Inner Circle, What do a group of Bundjalung Elders, Bondi Beach, the Russian Mafia, cheap schnitzels and a dingo have a common? The answer
Memento
Dear Inner Circle, Those opening three words call us back to what matters, speaking to the intimacy that is shared between us. It’s lovely to
The Secret Between Us
Dear Inner Circle, Wayside’s strength comes from our ability to remain in proximity to the pain of this world, resisting the urge to fill that
Grand Finals
Dear Inner Circle, After conducting a “celebration of life” for a wonderful man at Wayside Chapel in Bondi, I took a few moments to walk
More Than Words
Dear Inner Circle, For some of you this may be your first note, while others have been here much longer than I have. I first
That Sunday Feeling
Dear Inner Circle, Most of us have childhood memories of Sundays being a little different to other days, be it a slower pace or a