I grew up as the third of four siblings, with my father serving as an Anglican minister and my mother working as a GP. Life in a parish community was lively and formative, but it wasn’t until I had to fill in for the Sunday School teacher at age 13 that I discovered my love for engaging with and communicating big ideas.

Initially, I planned to become a primary school teacher, but by the grace of God, and an administrative error on the part of the University of Melbourne, my studies shifted from the practical Education to the more philosophical world of a Bachelor of Arts. I finished with first-class honours in Classics and Archaeology, and enrolled in a Master of Ancient History in the UK. While waiting for the English academic year to start, I took a detour to the Bible College of Victoria (now Melbourne School of Theology) for what I thought would be a short temporary move to deepen my personal understanding. A year later I had abandoned England and received my Graduate Diploma. Three years and a Master of Divinity later, I found myself firmly in Old Testament studies.

After two attempts at pursuing a PhD, I realised that despite my love of research and theology, the traditional academic path wasn’t working. So I stepped away from higher education until a chance remark by someone at church put me in contact with BST. What began as a tentative connection grew into a calling, as I found becoming a qualified theological librarian created the perfect blend of teaching, research, and community. I can now use my academic experience to train students in information literacy and contribute to the evolving field of theological librarianship.

Outside of work, I’m active in my home church, St. Stephen’s Anglican in Coorparoo, where I preach, teach, and use my librarian super skills to make recommendations in a monthly “book banter” segment during services. In my downtime, you’ll find me engrossed in a Korean drama, playing with the library’s pastoral care team—Eve the turtle and Sammy B the blue-tongue skink—or recovering from my new sport, Krav Maga.

I grew up as the third of four siblings, with my father serving as an Anglican minister and my mother working as a GP. Life in a parish community was lively and formative, but it wasn’t until I had to fill in for the Sunday School teacher at age 13 that I discovered my love for engaging with and communicating big ideas.

Initially, I planned to become a primary school teacher, but by the grace of God, and an administrative error on the part of the University of Melbourne, my studies shifted from the practical Education to the more philosophical world of a Bachelor of Arts. I finished with first-class honours in Classics and Archaeology, and enrolled in a Master of Ancient History in the UK. While waiting for the English academic year to start, I took a detour to the Bible College of Victoria (now Melbourne School of Theology) for what I thought would be a short temporary move to deepen my personal understanding. A year later I had abandoned England and received my Graduate Diploma. Three years and a Master of Divinity later, I found myself firmly in Old Testament studies.

After two attempts at pursuing a PhD, I realised that despite my love of research and theology, the traditional academic path wasn’t working. So I stepped away from higher education until a chance remark by someone at church put me in contact with BST. What began as a tentative connection grew into a calling, as I found becoming a qualified theological librarian created the perfect blend of teaching, research, and community. I can now use my academic experience to train students in information literacy and contribute to the evolving field of theological librarianship.

Outside of work, I’m active in my home church, St. Stephen’s Anglican in Coorparoo, where I preach, teach, and use my librarian super skills to make recommendations in a monthly “book banter” segment during services. In my downtime, you’ll find me engrossed in a Korean drama, playing with the library’s pastoral care team—Eve the turtle and Sammy B the blue-tongue skink—or recovering from my new sport, Krav Maga.