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There’s a special quality to the landscape at Little Gidding. It’s not spectacular, nor is it especially unusual. It’s archetypally English: undulating, Midlands farmland, broken
Sacred Treasure This is an extraordinary story that reads like a whodunnit: the stolen early manuscript of Mark? (long read but worth it) I’m an
These are in no particular order and I’ve picked them out as the ones I gave 5* to on my Goodreads page – you can
Sacred Treasure A friend who pastors in Hong Kong tackles the church’s divisions in the face of political turmoil and social unrest. We would do
Despite the relative freedom that singleness brought him, John Stott would never have achieved everything he achieved in his 90-year life were it not for
Sacred Treasure Jeremy Marshall was a senior British banker – until he was informed about his terminal cancer with 18 months to live. It’s now
There is an emotional complexity to this wonderful painting by Swiss artist Eugène Burnand. I know very little about him, apart from the usual resort of Wikipedia. But he manages to capture a moment of almost frantic inquisitiveness, as Peter and his young, fellow-disciple John rush in the golden sunrise light to the burial garden. Their faces seem filled with anxiety, confusion, hope, wonder, and longing all at once. Hoping against hope, but fearing a con, or something worse? Could Mary Magdalene, first to visit the tomb, possibly have been right…?
This is, I hope, the first of several posts from Sofia. Our friendship goes back a couple of decades and we’ve kept in touch for
Sacred Treasure Only just discovered the Visual Commentary on Scripture this week – WOW! Something that only the internet can make possible! Lots to explore
Shostakovich is a personal hero of mine. He walked a tightrope between the Gulag and compromise in the vortex of Stalinist Russia. But more than
I was writing this for something else and, in the end, it wasn’t needed. Not to worry. Here it is. Of course, it is definitely
The 11th Hour. The 11th Day. The 11th Month. Evidently a contrived moment at which to end a war whose conclusion was as complex and