Classics, Law, Art and Graphics
I have degrees in arts (languages) and law, and worked 18 years as a lawyer in the New Zealand government. I am still an enrolled Barrister and Solicitor of the High Court of New Zealand.
Law was my third choice in careers. As a teenager in Scotland, I badly wanted to do art, but that was forbidden – probably for the best, but it was a huge disappointment at the time. Then when I finished school and continued studying the classics for my Arts degree (in Central Africa), my dream was to be an archaeologist working in the Mediterranean. Well, a move to New Zealand midway through my studies put an end to that: another disappointment.
Still, I went on to major in Ancient Greek and Latin before studying Law. I’ve never regretted investing that time in the classical world, and always kept alive a strong interest in the history and archaeology of the Mediterranean ever since. It is paying off now.
During my years in government, I kept sane by walking the high country at weekends and holidays – from the Tararuas and Central North Island Plateau north of Wellington, down through the Nelson Lakes area and west coast of the South Island, almost as far south as Mt Cook.
I have to say that I encountered the Creator in two places at this time – in the amazing beauty and majesty of His natural creation firstly in the great outdoors, and secondly as seen down the lens of a laboratory microscope while doing some Uni studies in biology.
I was always nominally ‘a Christian’. But in October 2006, I was invited by some friends to their church. I had been looking after my elderly mom sole charge for over 9 years (alzheimers – hard going) and as it happened she was in respite care for a week. Though I didn’t really hold with churches, which I felt were man-made, I was moved to go.
The service impacted me so deeply that I chose to give my life to Jesus that day and was baptized with three others in a ceremony they were planning to hold in the ocean near the church. It was an amazing turn of events that only God could have orchestrated, and I shall be forever grateful to the Lord for His mercy in reaching out and pulling me into his boat.
My mom passed away 4 months later, leaving me with a host of problems. I cannot imagine what my life would have been had He not taken me on.
Twelve years down the track, my belief has only strengthened – due to things that have happened to me and other people I know, to a deeper understanding of the Bible, and to news of discoveries that continue to be made by archaeologists working in countries around the Mediterranean.