I’ve just seen U2’s performance of Bullet the Blue Sky on last night’s Fallon. Oh. My. God. That’s no expletive. But a prayer. A Prayer
I wrote this a few months back – but have sat on it for a while. But somehow it feels more pressing than ever, amidst
I’m haunted by contemporary city life – the millions of parallel lives occupying the same square miles. Christopher Nevinson entitled one of his most striking
Having just heard of her death – see WAPO, Guardian, Wiki – it seems appropriate to repost my post from 2010. I can’t now remember exactly
It’s nearly 10 months since I last did a combo – so here’s the latest. William Cowper is a personal hero – he has featured
Sacred Treasure This is serious – Turkish Protestant churches sent death threats – directly affects a number of churches that I’ve regularly spent time with
It was a while back when I encountered this poem from the polymathic Lewis, that master of words and fantasies and reality. It is an
So I should be upfront about this one. It’s a cheat – because I’m not the instigator of this particular combination – the poet was.
If the last Q combo was a chronological mismatch of artist and poet, this one is seasonal. Today’s still been pretty warm for a British September
Sacred Treasure Did God Betray You? Really helpful piece about suffering and faith. We’re all sadists now: Carl Trueman on provocative but insightful form Tim
This is a complete mismatch chronologically – but there seems an undeniable synergy here (to me at least). For Jacob (the deceiver) is the one
William Nicholson wrote Shadowlands, the play (which became the film) inspired by C.S.Lewis’s extraordinary testimony A Grief Observed. In it, he gave Lewis this lovely