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Greetings dear readers! I hope you are doing well, and that you all know (rooted deep in your heart) the depth, breadth and incredible height of God’s love for you today.

The resistance I feel towards writing anything at the moment is palpable. But I’m pushing through to share a snippet of the Good and Beautiful things that have helped lift my weary spirit. And yes…I am weary, and in a place where all I can do is look up and say with the psalmist:

‘If I say, “My foot is slipping,”
your faithful love will support me, Lord.
When I am filled with cares,
your comfort brings me joy.’ Psalm 94: 18-19 (CSB)

May the following bring you both comfort and joy…

A calming music moment to begin…

Waiting is not a waste

• on Ten Years to Get Here.

‘Week after week, my table was empty. Week after week, I dumped an entire pot of coffee down the kitchen sink drain. Week after week, I scrapped the discussion I’d prepared. Week after week, I wondered if the problem was me. I’d prayed for a weekly study with other women—I hungered for it. God had been teaching me so much in my personal Bible study time, and I wanted to bring relationships into my study of Scripture. But as the weeks rolled into months, it seemed that the Lord was saying no. Disheartened, I stopped brewing coffee and stopped opening the door.’

• Isaac Hans on slow art and the creative process.

‘What many artists eventually discover is that creativity is less about immediate brilliance and more about sustained attention. It requires time. Presence. Patience enough to remain with something before it reveals itself.’

• on The Different Way of God.

‘Talking about slowing down. I am appalled by the speed at which we are living our lives. I am annoyed by the pressure so many Christian influencers communicate to their overstimulated audience. Yes, there is so much heartbreak. Yes, there is so much injustice. But I am not made to respond to every crisis. My soul cannot handle every corruption there is. The solution to the times we live in is not to answer to everything and hustle our way through our intercession. I believe the answer is to slow down and learn to listen again to the quiet whisper of God in the midst of the deafening noise of the world. This has nothing to do with checking out or not caring. I think the opposite is true: I can only give what I have received first from God. I can only love when I let myself be loved by Him. How can we ever make an eternal impact when our hearts are so preoccupied and burdened with the ways of the world? Wouldn’t it be wiser to first listen and then respond?’

• on waiting without disappearing into someday.

‘I’ve held back from opportunities because I didn’t know what my life would look like six months later. I’ve kept new friendships at bay because I didn’t know how much of my life to explain. I’ve stood at the edge of joy and hesitated, thinking it would be irresponsible to enjoy anything before my life was fixed. I’ve watched ordinary life keep moving around the ache - breakfast, backpacks, bills, bedtime - and felt almost offended.

How dare the sunlight dance on the wall like that? How dare the grass need mowing? How dare that joke still be funny?

But lately, a question is pressing on me that I can’t ignore:

What if this is my life?’

• ‘How do we trust God when life disappoints us? Laurie Polich Short shares powerful insights on living by faith—even when doors close, plans shift, or life takes unexpected detours.’

Art

Bookish Joy

• How to plan your own reading retreat.

• on What inspired me to open a bookshop in Italy.

‘We live in trying times, times that make us seek refuge for our souls even if we are lucky enough not to need it for our bodies. When will we need books more than we do now? Or places we can go where books are cherished, where these small objects that bring us together and teach us empathy for each other find their rightful place and importance in the world?’

• Reimagining the Public Library and Public Life.

‘On a sunny spring afternoon in Madrid, before the attentive audience gathered at the Hotel Palace — myself among them — Tommi Laitio proposed a small game to break the ice during the panel he was moderating on public libraries at Bloomberg CityLab: turn to the person sitting next to you and share the first word that comes to mind when thinking of a public library. I turned to the woman beside me and, without a microsecond of hesitation, a crystal-clear answer came out of my mouth: happiness.

As simple as it was transparent, as hedonistic as it was unequivocal, my answer captured what libraries have always been to me: an ocean of delight to drift through weightlessly among books and stories; an oasis of calm where time slows down and curiosity takes over. My neighbour added another layer, sharper and perhaps wiser: community, she said. Around the room, other answers floated through the air — from “palace for the people” to “free internet”, including “one-stop-shop”, “fun”, and, of course, “books”.

Of course — or perhaps not only books.’

When you are weak, He is strong

• ‘Laura Story talks about how to recover reverence in an irreverent world’

• Hannah Hagarty on You Are Not Enough (And That is Not Failure).

‘When life handed us a season of estrangement with an adult child, I learned to stay present in prayer in a way that I never had before. There is nothing the enemy, or my children, can do to intercept my prayers. In our story, a desperate prayer for wisdom, led me to pursue my child’s heart via texts. I echoed and re-echoed the Father’s love in my words of love. And then, I left that great, seemingly impossible work of reconciliation in his capable hands. God waited until I was literally physically incapable of interfering, not even remotely in the same time-zone, to do this work. We were halfway across the globe working in Asia when he moved. I wept and I praised him, realizing that all my own plans for reconciliation had fallen through, but the Lord had been at work all along. “Many are the plans in the mind of a man, but it is the purpose of the LORD that will stand” (Prov. 19:21).’

• on what to do with the quiet sting of being left out.

‘Then came the final layer. She mentioned a larger community event — one I hadn’t even heard about. The kind of thing that, in years past, I might have been asked to help lead. That’s when I felt the lump rising in my throat.

“Lisa Michelle,” I told myself, “you are 60 years old. You’re too old to take this personally.”

But that’s just it. It did feel personal. How could it not? Because moments like this have a way of reaching back — touching old places we thought we’d outgrown. The quiet sting of being left out. Uninvited. Overlooked.

Maybe you’ve felt it too.’

• on a different kind of okay.

‘Slowly, maybe painfully, we change. We learn to loosen our grip, to grieve what is gone, and to accept what remains. By the mercy of God, we learn to receive a life that holds things we once thought were unacceptable.

We become softer in some ways and stronger in others. We find our way back to dinner with friends, songs in the car again, and noticing sunrises again. Over time, we might even thrive. Not because everything turned out the way we wanted, but because Christ is still Lord over this new version of our lives too.’

• on weakness, calling, and the God who uses imperfect people

‘When God called me to be a pastor, He called me while I was stuttering. He didn’t try to fix me first. He didn’t say, “Go do speech therapy, then we’ll talk.” He said, “Yes, you, Tim. Come on.”

and again on That Door Didn’t Close Because You Failed.

‘We think every open door is God’s will, and every closed door means you’ve screwed it up. But that’s not always true. Sometimes the “opportunities” in front of us came straight from Satan himself.

Other times, God opens a door and we’re the ones who shut it.’

This is why I love the book of Colossians so much…

Poetry

Check out the latest poem on my poetry Substack.

Enjoy this spoken word performance from Joshua Luke Smith.

When you need to sit and soak in God’s word…

• ‘The Daily Liturgy Podcast provides Christians everywhere with a historically informed, biblically rich daily devotional in audio format.’

• ‘Joining J.John is Christopher Ash, Writer in Residence at Tyndale House, Cambridge. In this episode, they talk about the book of Psalms in the Bible.’

Wise words…

• on What the Flowers Know.

‘Once it finally arrives sometime in June, summer explodes around us in lush, gushing, green beauty. From the colorful birds at my feeder to the spotted fawns cavorting in my woods, life bursts out in joy everywhere I look. Even the nights are filled with warbling loons and owls hooting while fireflies blink softly on the margins of the yard.

And then come the wildflowers. Patches of purple lupine line the neighborhood streets, and the meadows are erupting in yellow, white and orange.

I wonder how a person can hold a utilitarian view of life when such abundance floods our view. When puffy clouds advance in ranks from the far horizon.’

• on Praising God as Evangelism.

‘If our faith is only persuasive so much as we defend and argue for it, we are not showing that it is anything more attractive or meaningful than that it must be defended simply because it is right. It is not only right, it is superior and more glorious than anything else we could trust in!

We are not only advocates for the Gospel because it is right, but because it is good and beautiful! We exult in the glory of God and his perfect character, especially as displayed in His sacrificial love on the cross.’

Music

For all who feel spiritually dry.

The last word

A prayer for you, adapted from ‘The Spirit of Jesus’ prayer in The Valley of Vision (Ed. Arthur Bennett)

Grace and peace to you wherever you are in the world—remember that Christ is before all things. In Him all things hold together (Colossians 1:17).

Ishah Xx

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Welcome to another dose of bookish goodness! The temperatures are creeping up again in the UK, so if you’re anything like me, that means seizing every opportunity to take refuge under the leaves of a large oak tree. Or alternatively, on those more humid days—drawing the curtains to create some indoor shade, positioning the fan just so, grabbing a hot mug of tea ( it may be excessively warm outside but tea warms my heart…), and sinking my teeth into a great book.

From the blurb

‘In a culture obsessed with self-reliance, Pierce Taylor Hibbs reveals a profound truth: our greatest strength lies not in standing alone, but in learning to lean. Drawing from biblical narratives and personal insights, Our Hope Is in Help exposes autonomy as the dangerous ghost haunting modern life—the stubborn belief that we can "go it alone."

This is a deeply theological and philosophical exhortation to resist the lie of complete autonomy, and embrace 'the beauty and glory of divinely bestowed help'. explores these themes in the lives of biblical figures such as Abraham, Moses and David. He scrutinises the vanity of our human desire for control through the use of reductionism; 'when we attempt to reduce the majesty and mystery of God's world'. I particularly enjoyed the poetic prayers in each chapter, and the lyrical writing style. A quick, but very impactful read.

Click for more info or to purchase Our Hope Is In Help.

I’m always looking out for books that encourage character growth in my children. The first two books in this series have delivered so far.

The Silent Spark is the first book in the ‘Level Up’ series, it looks at potential; the potential to succeed, grow in character, learn, build, create and change. Highlights include relatable stories, relevant Bible verses, deep dives on historic figures and interesting facts.

My 10 year old daughter really enjoyed it—in her own words it was, ‘interesting… it looks at things the way you haven’t seen before and approaches God and the Bible in a unique way. Overall a fantastic read!’.

The second book (The Echo Effect) focuses on respect. From the blurb:

‘Respect isn’t just about being polite – it’s a powerful force that changes your world from the inside out.
The Echo Effect by Chip Kendall shows how respecting yourself, others, the world and even your future can ripple outward in surprising and powerful ways. Get ready to become someone who doesn’t just make noise but whose life makes an echo.

This book includes:

• Amazing true stories
• Weird and wonderful science
• Creativity-boosting moments
• Ways to grow in confidence, friendships and faith

From having influence to caring for others, this book helps 8-13 year olds to make a positive impact right where they are.’

Click for more info or to purchase Silent Sparks and The Echo Effect.

From the blurb

‘A team of astronauts in the International Space Station collect meteorological data, conduct scientific experiments and test the limits of the human body. But mostly they observe. Together they watch their silent blue planet, circling it sixteen times, spinning past continents and cycling through seasons, taking in glaciers and deserts, the peaks of mountains and the swells of oceans. Endless shows of spectacular beauty witnessed in a single day.
The fragility of human life fills their conversations, their fears, their dreams. So far from earth, they have never felt more part - or protective - of it. They begin to ask, what is life without earth? What is earth without humanity?’

Samantha Harvey’s writing is what initially drew me in to reading Orbital. I was curious one day whilst working in the library, so picked it up to check out the writing style. I was hooked. Harvey’s writing is ethereal, stream of consciousness style— yet still comprehensible. We follow six astronauts as they orbit the earth, they all have distinct personalities, and we inhabit their thoughts, emotions and experiences in space. Harvey’s skilled description made the claustrophobia of the spacecraft tangible. I felt by the end like I had been there with them, cooped up in a surreal surrounding, overwhelmed by the beauty of earth and stars, floating weightlessly for months.

The research that must have gone into this short novel is astounding. I learned so much, and my respect for the sheer tenacity of astronauts increased tenfold. It also made me wonder whether the intense desire for space travel is a type of obsession. The stress that extended space travel has on the body and mind is extreme, why do people choose to do this? It is fascinating.

One of the astronauts is a Christian, and I was impressed with how Harvey wove this fact into the narrative in a respectful way. The other astronauts wonder at his faith, and acknowledge that his belief in a Creator has given him a completely different perspective of space.

I think the length of the novel is just right, any more of the dream-like, claustrophobic writing would have been too much for me.

A devastating one sentence observation towards the end of the book hints that all may not go well with this particular mission. Orbital is a literary experience, if you are at all interested in what it might feel like to be in space or on a spacecraft for months…I highly recommend this to you!

From the blurb

‘First published over 100 years ago, this Sermon is as useful today as it was then, teaching us in 31 daily lessons. ‘My soul, wait thou only upon God!’ Compact and to the point, the books is helpful for anyone wanting to trust in God more.’

I am now re-reading Murray’s 31 meditations about waiting on God. When I have finished, it’s highly likely I’ll turn to page 1 and begin again. It is just so rich, grounding and comforting. Looking over the course of my walk with Christ, I notice a familiar theme of waiting on God in some capacity. I believe this is a theme common to all Christians. If we’re not waiting on answered prayer, we’re waiting on God’s direction. If we’re not waiting on God’s direction, we’re waiting on His provision. All of us who love and long to be with Christ, are waiting for His return and the restoration of all things. In Waiting on God, Murray makes waiting on God sound like the greatest privilege on this earth. By the end of my first reading I could clearly see the immense value of waiting on God. There is comfort for the weary waiter here. It is chock full of Scripture and biblical exhortation to continue waiting on God with patient expectation. Because as we know, waiting on Him is never in vain.

From the blurb

‘Written with a measured beauty that recalls Tolstoy and Tolkien, these tales are rich in allegorical symbolism and evocation of mood. They are infused throughout with the thrill of expectancy, a sense that something new is on the way, and a certainty that God is seeking us, just as we seek him. In an age where cleverness often counts more than substance, Clement’s stories offer a break from all the noise.’

These are some of the most beautiful, moving and truth saturated short stories I have ever read. Clement’s poems are included throughout in this edition, and they complement the short stories well. Many modern short story collections are excellently written but fall short on the actual storytelling. They often lean towards whatever is dark, depressing and disturbing seemingly for shock factor alone. This collection contains deep Christian themes, but is never trite. There is darkness, but also redemption, beauty and hope. Stand out stories are The Innkeeper’s Son and The Secret Flower (the title story and also the longest). I have not stopped thinking about either of them, especially The Innkeeper’s Son. I can’t remember the last time that happened with a short story collection. These stories are atmospheric, beautifully written and engage with meaningful eternal themes. A collection I will be returning to and recommending to many.

From the blurb

‘Emmeline lives on a remote island with her father, who teaches her about the natural world through her senses. What he won’t explain are the mysterious scents stored in glass bottles that line the walls of their cabin, or the origin of the machine that creates them. As Emmeline grows, however, so too does her curiosity, until one day the unforeseen happens, and Emmeline is vaulted out into the real world--a place of love, betrayal, ambition, and revenge. To understand her past, Emmeline must unlock the clues to her identity, a quest that challenges the limits of her heart and imagination.

Captivating and emotional, The Scent Keeper explores the provocative beauty of scent, the way it can reveal hidden truths, lead us to the person we seek, and even help us find our way back home.’

Wow…The Scent Keeper has a very unique premise and the storytelling prowess Bauermeister displays is impressive. I found myself being swept away (joyfully) by the story, falling in love with the characters and the sense of place created by her evocative descriptions. The Scent Keeper will stay with me for a long time. It is about the power of scent, fatherhood, family, friendship, isolation and its devastating consequences. It is about found family and the nature of real sacrificial love. It shows how selfish decisions can negatively affect families for generations…until somebody decides to change the trajectory for good. The Scent Keeper is a tender and ultimately hopeful novel.

A glimpse of my never ending anticipated reads list…

What have you been reading? What do you recommend? Feel free to wax lyrical in the comments section!

I’m always up for bookish chat :)

With love in Christ, who holds everything together (Colossians 1:17),

Ishah Xx

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I felt it again, a pervasive feeling of disappointment after reading another brilliant writer’s article. I admired their way with words, their ability to draw me in so I related to their experience and perspective. Regardless, I couldn’t shake the conviction that it would not be a wise choice to regularly read their work.

It is disappointing because it has happened a lot. I have enjoyed this particular writer’s gift for illuminating the joys and sorrows of life. I am always drawn to lyrical, emotive writing. I delight in the written word, and am deeply moved by beautiful turns of phrase.

It is sobering when I think of how many gifted writers there are online who are able to craft beautiful sentences, who also claim faith in Christ…but leave me with the impression that God’s commands are burdensome. There is an aftertaste to their writing, a lingering sense of rebellion against the very idea of sin and offences against a Holy God, doubts left hanging in the air about the authenticity and authority of Scripture.

‘For this is what love for God is: to keep his commands. And his commands are not a burden, because everyone who has been born of God conquers the world. This is the victory that has conquered the world: our faith.’ – 1 John 5: 3-4 CSB

In many ways, I am susceptible to being led astray by these gifted writers. They are usually scholarly and intellectual. They understand philosophy and psychology and know how to weave story and literary references into their work. They are poets, creatives, deep thinkers, and insightful. I can relate to some of their idealism about the way things ought to be. To a personality like mine- who finds joy in the pursuit of knowledge, personal growth and the creative arts - it is alluring.

It is helpful to examine ourselves—Do we seek signs from God aside from His word? Do we seek wisdom from God aside from His word? If we are seeking signs apart from what is revealed in His word (the Bible), the reality of Christ crucified for our sin may become a stumbling block to us. If we primarily seek wisdom apart from what is revealed in the Scriptures, we may find ourselves viewing the wisdom of God as foolishness.

Do we know Christ as the wisdom of God for our lives?

It is easy to trust ourselves and believe we are somehow immune to the lure of earthly wisdom. But it is undeniable that we are all influenced to one degree or another by what we expose ourselves to and surround ourselves with. What we see, hear and read will affect us for better or worse. Awareness of this is helpful, but establishing healthy boundaries for our lives in terms of what we expose ourselves to is wisdom.

This does not mean we cannot ever read writers we disagree with, or engage with new ideas. The point is we are not immune. In the Old Testament, with all the wisdom King Solomon possessed, he was still fallible, influenced greatly by those closest to him to his detriment. In the end, he realised all that mattered was to fear God and turn away from evil.

‘Don’t be wise in your own eyes; fear the Lord and turn away from evil.’ Proverbs 3:7 CSB

Public writers who are known as Christians are held to a higher standard. Their words matter. They will be held accountable for every idle word written (as will all of us). This should put the fear of the Lord in our hearts, which is a good thing as it is the beginning of wisdom ( Psalm 111:10).

A solid litmus test for a writer’s work in the Christian space; read a few of their pieces, notice whether they ever mention Holiness? Salvation? Sin? Do they utilise Scripture to base their opinions on? Is the Bible authoritative or just acknowledged as a fleeting side note? Do their words imply they are more gracious and open minded than what is written in the Bible? Do they throw in the name of Jesus but never refer to God the Father? Do they give the impression it is old fashioned and legalistic to take the Bible seriously?

What we may read instead (usually in stunning prose!) are references to personal experience as authoritative, alternative (modern) interpretations of scripture, psychological theory and academic research. Clear biblical instruction may be mocked, belittled, portrayed in a negative light or out of context. There’s usually a recurring theme of doubts about biblical narratives, and theological wrestling over foundational doctrines. They seem to always be working through complex hurt and ongoing issues with The Church or Other Christians—but not turning to God Himself for relief. To turn to Jesus is to turn to His word (The Holy Bible); He is the word!

‘The Word became flesh and dwelt among us. We observed his glory, the glory as the one and only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth.’ John 1:14 CSB

“Come to me, all of you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, because I am lowly and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” Matthew 11:28-30 CSB

Before we follow a writer’s work online, before we ‘restack’ or share on social media, pause and consider the lingering aftertaste they have left us with. Particularly for writers who claim to follow Christ. After reading, are we more or less compelled to dig into God’s word? To trust His heart? To acknowledge and confess our sin knowing He is faithful to forgive?

Or is prideful indignance, entitlement, and pessimism creeping in?

Many of these writers have large and loyal online followers, other writers I appreciate and enjoy sometimes endorse their work. But as a fellow writer and lover of words I need to exercise spiritual maturity and discernment. Proverbs 10:19 is easily applicable to the writing life; when there are many words sin is unavoidable, but one who watches over the words they write is wise.

When I read the words of other Christian writers, my intention is to plant seeds in my own heart that will nourish and not tear down my faith in Christ. I desire to sow to the Holy Spirit living in me, and reap the good stuff (Galatians 6: 7-9)

So what can I do as a writer of faith? I can strive to elevate God’s word with creativity and candour. As many others have exhorted; to tell the truth as beautifully as I can. So that others may more easily lock eyes with Jesus, and rely on the love He has already shown them through the Cross and Resurrection. God forbid that with the gift of writing entrusted to me I ever cause anyone to stumble, or their faith to fail.

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I’m reading Confessions by St Augustine for the first time…and I’ve wanted to read it for years.

Sometimes a book beckons repeatedly for my attention. Quotes appear in other books I’m reading, in multiple articles, and it pops up in random conversations, these snippets whet my appetite for more. I suspected reading it would be a formative experience, and Confessions has already exceeded my expectations.

An excerpt from the translation by Benignus O’Rourke OSA (pg.15,16) reads:

‘And so all our tomorrows will receive their existence from you.

Yet you yourself are still the same.

All our ‘tomorrows’ and beyond,

All our ‘yesterdays’ and further back, exist in your ‘today’.

What matter if some do not understand this?

Let them ask what it means, and be content to ask.

Far better that they find you and not have an answer to their question, than to find an answer and not find you!’

There are many questions I would love God to answer, but this passage made me wonder—is my greatest need right now an answer from God? Or do I need more wisdom to live faithfully with the questions?

It would be grievous for me to seek answers to my questions, find them, then realise I have lost sight of God in the process. It reminds me of Jesus’ words in John 5:

The religious people of the time searched the Scriptures looking for answers…but failed to recognise the answer was right in front of them, walking among them, eating and drinking with them, teaching them, reaching out to them. They needed wisdom to come to Jesus, where they would find life, not just an answer to their questions.

Unanswered questions have a tendency to lead us away from intimacy with God. We reason—if God is withholding the answer from us, are we as close to Him as we think we are? Does He listen to the cry of our hearts? Does He care?

One issue underlying my present question is control, or more specifically the lack of it. This season ( a very extended season), has reiterated again and again my lack of control over my circumstances. I can mentally assert all the positives; relying more on God, praying more, being in a humbling position etc.

But, it is still wearing on my heart.

Questions of purpose and providence are some of the hardest to avoid. I love God ( as limited as that love can be), but struggle to understand how certain situations will work together for good. The often surprising trajectories of our lives can lead us to question whether we’re really ‘called according to His purpose’ (Romans 8:28), or whether we’ve made a mess of our calling.

Wisdom asks these pertinent questions;

What will I do with the answer when it comes? What will actually change if I know the answer to my question? What if I don’t understand or like the answer? Am I even asking the right question?

God has answered many of my questions over the years. Through studying His word, daily discipleship in the school of life, prayer, and by wisdom gained from experience. Even my mistakes and successes, and that of others. But with those ‘answers’ comes the need for wisdom to know what to do next.

The older, faithful believers in Christ that I admire exude a calm peace and a stable trust in the providence of God. Could this quiet trust be attested to their reconciliation with questions never quite answered? Have they arrived at a place where they understand the twists and turns their lives have taken? Do they now recognise the immense value of not fully knowing, but clinging to the One who does?

Maybe it simply takes a lifetime to genuinely ‘count it all joy’ when facing trial after trial. They’ve let patience have its perfect work ( James 1:2-4)

More than answers to why my life circumstances look the way they do, or what my future plans should be, I need wisdom from God to order my days carefully. I need wisdom to make the most of the time I have left on this earth. Wisdom to pass on a legacy of love and faith to my children.

I need wisdom more than I need answers. I need to remember that no matter the complexities of my life, God remains the same. He holds my past, present and future secure. He will not change like shifting shadows, I can depend on Him. I’m not guaranteed an answer, but I can boldly approach and ask questions without fear. His presence and peace is the answer my soul needs. He will answer me in His own timing and in His own way.

In Acts 1 the disciples failed to ask the necessary question, right before the Risen Christ ascended in front of their eyes. They wanted to know when Jesus would be restoring the kingdom to Israel:

For the disciples, the question was urgent. As far as they knew, their future well-being depended on the answer. But Jesus did not give them an answer. In fact, he dashed all hopes of ever getting an answer to their question. The disciples had no paradigm for receiving power from the Holy Spirit and being witnesses for Jesus Christ. Yet this was their future, this was the answer they needed to hear. The answer Jesus gave contained all the wisdom they would need for knowing what to do after receiving the Holy Spirit.

Wisdom develops in our hearts as we continue to seek God faithfully, even as we live with the tension of not knowing all the answers. God’s wisdom is the purest form of understanding, it brings gentleness and peace (James 3:17). It bears good fruit in our lives. Godly wisdom empowers us to make peace with our season of life. To seek first His kingdom and what is right, trusting that the insight we need will be added to us (Matthew 6:33).

As St Augustine advises; may I learn to be content with the asking. It is far better for me to be found in Christ not having all the answers, than to find an ‘answer’ but drift away from the truth.

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Welcome to another jam packed curation of Good and Beautiful finds. If you are in need of inspiration, a reminder that all is not lost in this world, or craving a spiritual espresso shot ( maybe a strong ‘builder’s’ brew)—then you’ve come to the right place.

Enjoy!

Art

I discovered Laura Knights artwork as an undergrad student in 2006, and used her paintings in a creative assignment. I was impressed by the richness and warmth I felt radiating from her art.

A few of my favourites…

Some gems from Christian Art’s daily reading series…

‘The Lord’s call comes to us again and again throughout our lives: “Come, follow me.” But our response must be freely given, continuously, consistently. He invites us first to companionship, to live close to his heart in prayer. From that friendship springs a mission: he sends us out to share what we have received. The call and response constantly get renewed and refreshed. Like the twelve, we are wanted by Christ; the question becomes whether we want him in return, and whether we consistently say 'yes' to his call at every stage in our life.’

‘From space, the Earth appears as a single, luminous artwork: great cities gently twinkling with light, held in the silence of the dark, vast, and seemingly infinite cosmos.

Simply gazing at this image can leave us feeling small, and yet deeply moved by the beauty of Creation, and John’s words in today’s Gospel reading: “All things were made through him”. This NASA photograph visually points to ‘something’, or rather ‘someone’ which no photo can ever capture.’

‘Many in Jesus’ own time believed they were entitled to God’s favour simply because they belonged to a chosen people. The Pharisees and the Scribes often expected honour, status, and special seats at the table. The culture of entitlement is not a modern invention, it is as old as the human heart.

Today’s Gospel directly confronts this. Each time we say at Mass, “Lord, I am not worthy,” we are choosing to step out of that mindset. We are reminding ourselves that everything is gift, not entitlement. And when we see the world as gift, our hearts begin to shift from grasping... to receiving, from demanding... to gratitude.’

Wonderful Writing

on her one word for 2026:

‘In the early stages of exploring this topic we recognise that rest is vital for our bodies and souls. For those of us who struggle with chronic illness, we can rest in the knowledge of being no less worthy because we are weak and fatigued.

Sometimes God surprises us with an unexpected shot of energy. I’m grateful that he has reawakened my creativity this winter after resting my words for several months because I was too exhausted to think straight, never mind write. Dormancy can feel like our default state but even that can change.’

reminds us that God’s wrath is not a problem:

‘God’s authority to judge evil is good news. It means that evil cannot have the last word. At the same time, it sharpens the edge of the problem. If the Biblical teaching on sin is true, then the line between good and evil runs through the heart of every person (Rom 3:23). God has authority to judge our works and even the secrets of our hearts (Rom 2:12-16). Most people are comfortable with a cosmic judge holding dictators and tyrants accountable, but they reject God holding them accountable for their internet search history.’

on when waiting draws us nearer to God:

‘After the band and praise team left the stage, our worship pastor reminded the congregation about the four hundred years of silence between the Old and New Testaments. Between the last words of the prophet Malachi and the angel of the Lord appearing to Zechariah, the people yearned for a word from God. They prayed and offered sacrifices, longing for him to fulfill his promises.

To remember the agony of waiting for God to speak, the worship pastor told us we would sit in four hundred seconds of silence.

I watched the clock on the screen, counting down the seconds until the silence would be broken. I imagined the people of Israel crying out for answers, wondering why God remained silent, and I thought, I’ve been there, too.’

Bible Society’s reasons to believe in the power of the Bible:

‘I was about nine years old and still had childlike questions like, “If I whisper my prayer, will God hear me?” I had a lot of untold stories and wondered if he could hear me. Much of that came from not having a biological father. I was desperate to have someone who would be a father and would listen to me.’

on chilling time:

‘Dear Lord, isn’t there any other way I can develop proven character? Can’t my hope instead remain a theoretical thing, couched in comfort and pretty words? Instead, I am plodding along, putting one foot in front of the other, and feeling my way in the dark. This is the way of things.

I am determined to view this as a season, but there are some ways in which this is how life is now. My parents will not be returning to my earthly life. My children will not be little again. There are both things to mourn and things to celebrate. Each day has some of each, if we’re looking.’

Christ is In All Things—even politics!

More Wonderful Writing…

Paul David Tripp on how not to be a fool who thinks he’s wise:

‘A fool looks at bad and sees good. A fool ignores God and inserts himself into God’s position. A fool rebels against God’s wise and loving law, and writes his own rules. A fool thinks he can live on his own, not needing anyone’s help.

But here is what is deadly about all of this: A fool doesn’t know he is a fool. If a fool isn’t given eyes to see his foolishness, then he will continue to think he is wise.’

His podcast on the blessings and danger of anger is well worth a listen. Anger is insidious in many ways; so I know I needed to listen to this one. It’s lengthy, so prepare yourself! I strongly recommend listening with a close friend or trusted mentor to pray and discuss afterwards.

asks if we know that God delights in us:

‘For so long I lived not believing in the delight of God toward me. And as Kapic writes, it stunted me, in more ways than one. It is a fearful thing to confess your sins to a God who does not delight in you. God, to me, was akin to the parent who you hide your disobedience from because you know the wrath that awaits you—not the love, forgiveness, and help. Yet God is not that parent. He is the one of whom we proclaim, “I really screwed up. I need to call my dad.” Not because he will get me out of the consequences, but because he will rescue me and love me still.’

on hanging onto those moments when we know God is real:

‘My dad was not a perfect dad. (Who is? Only God.) He was not even a very present dad. But in the midst of all the pain and sorrow - deep, deep sorrows - he did leave me a legacy after all.

He longed for God.’

To listen to…

‘One of the greatest struggles humans have is with our pressing need to feel like we belong. We were created for fellowship and connection with God and others, so the desire for belonging is a proper human need that has been bent and twisted by sin. In this episode, Cameron and Anna discuss the fact that our basic desire is actually to belong to God, and then with others, and Jesus is the way into our belonging. Belonging to Jesus, we find the true satisfaction and flourishing that we, and our kids, long to experience.’

‘In this conversation, attorney and author Justin Whitmel Earley unpacks how embodied habits shape our spiritual life—what he calls habits as liturgies. Drawing on neuroscience and Scripture (Genesis 2:7; Romans 5; Ephesians 2; Psalm 23), Justin explains why the body often leads the heart, how practices like box breathing + breath prayers, sleep and Sabbath, and fasting and feasting can realign our loves, and how parents can build grace-based rhythms that form their homes. Jay shares his own story of grief and healing to show how God uses humble, repeated practices—friendship, worship, exercise, daily prayer—to restore joy.’

‘Pete Greig, author of the book How To Hear God, joined Nate for a wonderful conversation on the ways that God speaks and what it looks like to listen well.’

Music

This is one to share with your tweens, teens, and the young at heart. A great song to blast out in the car or for impromptu kitchen praise parties. It contains powerful lyrics and eternal truth:

The Last Word

‘All of Christian life could be said to be the pursuit of wisdom and holiness: wisdom to know, and holiness to do what is right. These indispensable qualities are not only goals of the human journey but also gifts imparted by the Spirit of God….wisdom is far more than acquiring knowledge. Wisdom means recognising who we are and to whom we are accountable, ‘the fear of the Lord’ in the Bible’s phrase. If science and scholarship serve this noble end, then it is a powerfully redemptive force. If it serves any other purpose, it will prove our undoing.’ —Michael Sadgrove from ‘A Pilgrim in Durham Cathedral’ pg. 54

Thanks for being here, I appreciate you all.

Remember—Christ is before all things, and in Him all things are held together.

Love,

Ishah Xx

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Welcome to the first bookish briefing of 2026! This is where I share the most impactful books I’ve read recently. As always, you’ll find an eclectic mix of fiction and non-fiction—so let’s dive right in.

From the blurb

This classic biography of George Müller tells of his dependence on prayer and his compassionate concern for orphans in Bristol, England. George Müller (1805-1898) was well-known for his constant faith in God and for providing an education to the children under his care, to the point where he was accused of raising the poor above their natural station in life. Müller left a charitable legacy that continues to this day.

George Müller of Bristol was written the year after Müller’s death by his close friend, Arthur T. Pierson, an American preacher and evangelist.’

If you decide to read any of the following recommendations, I hope you choose this one. It has hugely influenced my faith and prayer life. I read a previous biographical account of George Muller about 20 years ago, but it was much shorter, and didn’t include personal diary entries written by Muller himself.

Arthur T Pierson was a close friend (and fellow minister) of Mullers, which I believe provided a deeper layer of insight to this biography. It begins by describing Muller’s life before conversion to Christ, not shying away from the depraved, selfish, deceptive life he led for many years. This emphasised the miraculous inner transformation God worked in him (as He does in all of us), calling Muller almost immediately to a life of devout faith and prayer.

I was encouraged by Muller’s resolute faith in God’s practical, faithful provision. By his commitment to integrity and persistent prayer, and by his desire to help the most vulnerable within society whatever the cost to himself. Muller suffered with many illnesses and ailments throughout his life, often needing to take breaks away to recover his health. This biography clearly shows the struggles he experienced, but the faithfulness of God is shown again and again.

If you have a chronic illness or physical weakness, if you find it hard to trust God, if prayer is difficult, or if you feel called to serve God in any kind of ministry to the vulnerable and needy of this world—this book is for you.

The Appendices in this edition are excellent; a list of scripture texts that moulded George Muller, summaries of Scriptural principles he lived by in all the areas of ministry he served in, further personal recollections, wise sayings, and much more.

I now view Muller as a personal mentor in the faith (I feel I know him like a brother after reading this!). I’ll be revisiting this book regularly.

From the blurb

‘From stately old oaks to beautiful forests and woods, trees have provided a source of inspiration for artists throughout history.
This charming gift book presents a selection of some of the most beautiful artworks inspired by trees. Interspersed throughout the illustrations are short texts about the artists and their interest in particular trees, from Egon Shiele's delicate watercolours of chestnut trees, to Rousseau's exotic forests, Claire Cansick's vivid woodlands and Hockney's tree-lined groves.’

I enjoyed looking through this stunning collection of art focused on the beauty of trees. Sections throughout explain how the artists were inspired by particular trees.

I kept this book on a coffee table in my living room. Sipping a cup of tea while leisurely flicking through it was a wonderful escape from the daily occurrence of ‘after-school’ chaos.

A few of my favourites:

From the blurb

‘You Are a Tree examines how the metaphorical descriptions we use in everyday life shape the way we think, pray, and live. Weaving together meditations on our common human experiences, poetry, Scripture, and the Christian tradition, Joy Marie Clarkson explores how metaphors help us understand things like wisdom, security, love, change, and sadness.

This book invites you to pay attention--to your experiences, and to the words you use to describe them. That attention reveals a richly layered and meaningful world, a refreshing perspective that nurtures wonder, gratitude, and hope.’

You can probably guess why I was drawn to this book :)

Trees strike again! is a gifted writer and academic, her musings on metaphor, deeply grounded in Scripture offered much food for thought. I did get lost at times in her intellectual explanations (and explorations) in the world of metaphor, but overall felt awakened to how metaphor permeates our everyday lives. As the blurb states, Clarkson helps the reader to gain a fresh perspective; increasing our understanding of how the metaphors we embrace can influence and shape our lives for the better.

From the blurb

‘The Divine Comedy describes Dante's descent into Hell with Virgil as a guide; his ascent of Mount Purgatory and encounter with his dead love, Beatrice; and finally, his arrival in Heaven. Examining questions of faith, desire and enlightenment, the poem is a brilliantly nuanced and moving allegory of human redemption.’

Every year I try and participate in a year long slow read of a great work of literature. In 2025 it was The Divine Comedy led by the brilliant at Genius and Ink. The content of the free subscription was exemplary; weekly newsletters containing relevant history, background information, works of art and philosophical discussion.

Take this review with a pinch of salt—I am fully aware of my lack of understanding/ knowledge of epic poetry. This was my first epic poem, and my first dive into Greek mythology. A lot went over my head. What I will say is I’m glad I read the whole thing slowly, it gave me time to marinate in each canto, to annotate and ponder the meaning behind everything. The writing is delightful, so beautiful and of course poetic. There are so many ‘epic’ lines throughout, and the imagery is spectacular. I am still amazed by Dante’s imagination—how on earth did he create this journey through hell and heaven? I wonder what the writing experience was like for him?

My edition had commentary notes at the back, which I didn’t refer to. I didn’t want to interrupt my initial reading experience by continually flicking to the back to look up notes. That would have felt like an academic exercise, when my main purpose in reading was to soak up the beauty of the writing and the overall narrative arc.

I assumed my favourite section would be Paradiso, but it was actually Inferno. Inferno was just so immersive and compelling. If nothing else, it will put the fear of God into a person! I found Purgatorio disorienting and a bit confusing. Paradiso was disappointing, I expected (and wanted) more description of direct encounters with Christ and The Father. Instead I felt frustrated by the many references to Beatrice, which at times felt overly worshipful.

Now I know there are reasons Dante wrote like this, and I intend to find an annotated edition/ guide to accompany me the next time I read it. I have my eye on this beginner’s guide to Dante’s Divine Comedy by Jason M. Baxter.

From the blurb

‘For Marie-Laure, blind since the age of six, the world is full of mazes. The miniature of a Paris neighbourhood, made by her father to teach her the way home. The microscopic layers within the invaluable diamond that her father guards in the Museum of Natural History. The walled city by the sea, where father and daughter take refuge when the Nazis invade Paris. And a future which draws her ever closer to Werner, a German orphan, destined to labour in the mines until a broken radio fills his life with possibility and brings him to the notice of the Hitler Youth.’

I feel like I’m the last person to read this novel, but it was worth the wait—the hype is well deserved. I tend to wait until the buzz of a book has died down before I pick it up (10 years in this case!). World War 2 stories are always emotional rollercoasters, and this one was no exception.

Doerr’s writing is a joy to read. His characters have depth and colour. The research for the writing process must have been extensive. All The Light We Cannot See is about the strength of family bonds (in all their forms), the experience of blindness in a time of war, displacement, fear, and how the most vulnerable (often the young) can be powerless in the face of indoctrination and control. We see the power of a father’s love, brave defiance against evil, and a desperate quest for immortality.

Yes, I was tearful at times. Yes, my heart pounded in alarm (and almost broke). And yes—if you haven’t yet, please read this novel!!! It was a book club pick, and I highly recommend reading this with others. You will need someone to discuss this with—during and after reading!

From the blurb

‘William Blake was an engraver, painter and visionary mystic as well as one of the most revolutionary of the Romantic poets. His writing attracted the astonished admiration of authors as diverse as Wordsworth, Ruskin, W.B.Yeats, and more recently beat poet Allen Ginsberg and the 'flower power' generation. He is one of England's most original artists whose works aim to liberate imaginative energies and subvert 'the mind-forged manacles' of restriction.’

William Blake’s poetry is a new favourite. I had this collection for a while before finally picking it up to read. His poetry is indeed lyrical, mystical and has strong theological themes. I can tell he was a master of the craft. I’m looking forward to becoming more familiar with his work.

From the blurb

‘It is 1985, in an Irish town. During the weeks leading up to Christmas, Bill Furlong, a coal and timber merchant, faces into his busiest season. As he does the rounds, he feels the past rising up to meet him - and encounters the complicit silences of a people controlled by the Church.’

This short novella packs a punch. I was so gripped that I stayed up far too late in a suffocatingly warm hotel room during the Christmas break to finish it. Small Things Like These is understated but devastating. I felt the whole range of emotions; anger, sadness, shock, frustration, repulsion, and indignation. It is a story containing painful truths, it will haunt the reader and provoke a response. This is surely what Keegan intended to do, and she has definitely accomplished this. The quote about ‘evil triumphing when good men do nothing’ comes to mind. A powerful and timely read with a hopeful ending.

From the blurb

‘When her family becomes impoverished after a disastrous financial speculation, Agnes Grey determines to find work as a governess in order to contribute to their meagre income and assert her independence. But Agnes's enthusiasm is swiftly extinguished as she struggles first with the unmanageable Bloomfield children and then with the painful disdain of the haughty Murray family; the only kindness she receives comes from Mr Weston, the sober young curate.

Drawing on her own experience, Anne Brontë's first novel offers a compelling personal perspective on the desperate position of unmarried, educated women for whom becoming a governess was the only respectable career open in Victorian society.’

Agnes Grey feels like a deeply personal story. It is a character study and a reflection on the complexities of class, exposing the limited opportunities for women in society at that time. I did not see it as a work of feminist fiction, but a quiet novel highlighting the power of integrity and endurance in bleak circumstances. Agnes Grey comes into her own throughout the novel, she grows in character, in faith, and ultimately in hope of a better life for herself and her family. The worst of feminine traits are on display as well as feminine virtues. I particularly enjoyed the slow burn romance that developed towards the end.

From the blurb

‘Open your Bible and prepare to find the power of His presence. Beloved teacher Ray Stedman takes you on a journey through the Scriptures, one book each month, on a daily devotional tour that will both inspire and motivate you with the eternal truths of Gods Word. The theme of the believers dependence on Christ is made evident as The Power of His Presence takes you through both the Old and New Testaments on an easy-to-read, easy-to-grasp, devotional experience.’

This was a ‘hand me down’ from my mum. I’d not heard of Ray Stedman before, but thought it was worth giving his devotional a go. I read this throughout 2025 and it was a huge source of biblical guidance and encouragement. Stedman manages to bring both theological depth and a pastoral heart to his writing. I appreciated that each month focused on a particular book of the Bible, allowing for a deeper dive into the Scriptures. The Power of His Presence was not specifically written as a devotional, it was compiled from his books, so the content wasn’t ‘lightweight’ in any way. I tabbed many passages to return to, and regularly sent quotes to friends and church members to encourage them. Ray Stedman served many years in ministry, and wrote a lot of books. I’m hoping to read more of his work this year.

As always, feel free to share with me what you are reading now. What do you recommend based on my favourites? Have you read any of these books?

May the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you (and directing you to some great books this year!).

Ishah Xx

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Names are important. They contribute to our first impression of something, they allude to what a thing represents, they can make or break whether we engage with said thing. This is true online as much as anywhere else.

I started my first blog on Wordpress in 2012 (now long deleted!) named Jacob I Have Loved. I remember being deeply moved after reading Lance Lamberts book of the same title, feeling awed by the unconditional love of God. Believing that He chose me to know Him, and decided to lavish his love on me despite my brokenness. What kind of love is this?

It was the catalyst I needed to write publicly. So with the name settled I began to write about the goodness of God, evangelism, and how He was working in my life.

Fast forward to 2017, a marriage and two babies later. I was drained, sleep deprived and lonely. I needed an outlet desperately and the pull to create was strong. I knew I wanted to write again, to share my writing with others and find creative community. But the question held me back; what do I name it? I wanted to write about God— but I also wanted to write about creativity, and books, and art, and music, and poetry and…the list went on.

Unable to decide on a name, I jotted my ideas in a random journal and moved on with my life. Hosting a blog on a website was expensive anyway, I reasoned. Why waste time paying for something that probably wouldn’t amount to anything?

Writers don’t need much help procrastinating about writing…I am no exception.

But the sense of God’s call to write and create persisted. When I finally decided to just start in March 2023, I came across Substack. A free platform for writers that looked professional and was easy to navigate. I had no more excuses and had begun to realise this obvious truth; the call to write was not about me, it was about God. It was about serving Him with the gifts he had given, not simply a means of self-expression. It was about experiencing the peaceful reward that comes with being faithful.

The title ‘In All Things’ came to mind quickly this time, a reference to verses of Scripture I often return to when I need to ground myself in truth:

‘He is the image of the invisible God,
the firstborn over all creation.
For everything was created by him,
in heaven and on earth,
the visible and the invisible,
whether thrones or dominions
or rulers or authorities—
all things have been created through him and for him.
He is before all things,
and by him all things hold together.’ —Colossians 1: 15-17 (CSB) emphasis mine.

These stunning verses reveal so much. They are a wake up call for the heart and soul.

I wanted to write about creativity—all things were created by Him. I wanted to centre what I wrote in Christ—He is before all things. I wanted a reason to write that surpassed selfish goals, a reason to keep coming back to the page even when life seemed to be getting harder and harder—He holds all things together.

It was such a relief!

Then other verses came to mind:

‘In these last days, he has spoken to us by his Son. God has appointed him heir of all things and made the universe through him.’ —Hebrews 1:2

For in bringing many sons and daughters to glory, it was entirely appropriate that God—for whom and through whom all things exist—should make the pioneer of their salvation perfect through sufferings. —Hebrews 2:10

The Father loves the Son and has given all things into his hands. —John 3:35

In 2026 by the grace of God I will continue to write. I will write of goodness, truth and beauty which finds its beginning and end in Christ. I want to remain focused on my why and the heart behind this Substack. I want to keep writing and growing in the craft, to be a rich source of encouragement for anyone who stumbles across this newsletter in the internet wild.

Dear reader, take a moment today to pause and remember God. He is before everything in your life. The good, the bad and the ugly. Think about your hopes and fears for this year, then remind yourself that Christ will hold it all together. He will hold you and your family together as you trust in Him. Your very existence right now, the fact that you made it to 2026 is through Him and for Him. Your life is in His capable hands.

In those moments of conflict, chaos or pain, closing your eyes and saying a simple breath prayer ‘Lord Jesus, You are before all things. In You all things hold together’ will work wonders for your sanity! Let’s commit to praying this through the year together.

I praise God for His immense kindness and faithfulness to me and my family in 2025. The year has passed like a whirlwind of ups and downs. As many older stalwarts of the faith would say “through many dangers, toils and snares I have already come!”. His faithfulness will never end. My salvation and eternity with Him is secure.

I have significant changes looming in 2026; house moves, church moves, job changes, postgraduate studies, children starting new schools (and these are just the things I know about in advance!) As I write, I live daily with the discomfort of uncertainty, staring into the unknown. But one thing I do know, I am not alone.

The old hymn is eternally true; I have an anchor that keeps my soul, steadfast and sure while the billows roll. Fastened to the Rock which cannot move. Grounded firm and deep in the Saviours love.

A Prayer for 2026

Gracious and Holy Father, give us wisdom this year to perceive You, diligence to seek You, patience to wait for You, eyes to behold You, a heart to meditate on You and a life to proclaim You; through the power of the Spirit of Jesus Christ our Lord.

Amen

St Benedict of Nursia, c.480-550

Ishah Xx

For all whose hearts are determined to walk with God, through the valley of tears, through weakness and disappointment. For all who recognise their limitations, leaning into the strength found in Christ.

I pray you find a source of water deep within that valley today. I pray that our God who sends the Autumn rain will cover any drought in your life with rich blessings.

May you be strengthened in His presence.

I hope these works lead you to encouragement in Christ and consolation in His love.

Is there anything more soothing than the rustling of trees and the crunching of leaves underfoot? I think not…

To listen to

‘Life is a mysterious gift—a gift meant to be given for the sake of others. While our individualistic and speed-driven culture urges us to prioritise our own needs and desires, serving others can offer us not only a profound sense of freedom but also a heart more attuned to noticing God every day. By lifting our gaze from ourselves, we recognise that walking slowly with God includes an invitation to live at the countercultural pace of his love.’

‘What does it mean to walk with God? The spiritual life is so often described as a walk, journey, or pilgrimage that it can be easy to dismiss the practice of walking as a mere metaphor.

But in God Walk, author, pastor, and professor Mark Buchanan explores the way that the act of walking has profound implications for followers of the Way:

“Hurry is the enemy of attentiveness. And so love as attentiveness is listening and caring and noticing, cherishing, savoring, being awestruck, these things that we feel in a relationship. I am deeply loved by this person because they notice me. I think that that’s how God’s built it. And we can’t get that if we’re moving too fast, if we’re in a hurry.”

shares lessons from a wise Christian counsellor.

‘Hearts are unsearchably insane. The writer of Ecclesiastes said, “the hearts of the children of man are full of evil, and madness is in their hearts while they live.” There is, according to Scripture, a deeper sense of insanity than what the contemporary mental health world talks about. Insanity is not a label only for common neuroses in DSM-5. It describes the insane movement of the heart away from God. If God is the best—the most beautiful, the purest, and the brightest—then fleeing from him is insanity.’

on the baggage we carry.

‘If you carefully observe, you can see it. A friend brushes you off and you pick up a little hurt for the backpack. A spouse doesn’t meet your expectations and you snatch some bitterness to stuff in the bag. A child doesn’t act the way you desire them to so you yank animosity up and cram it into your baggage. A stranger cuts you off in traffic and the underlying simmer you already possessed in your backpack goes full-on boil.’

reminds us that our calling is a zig zag.

‘You won’t hear this from most life coaches out there, but the idea that you can work hard and achieve whatever you want is a lie. Life isn’t that simple and too many of us want the same things: demand outweighs supply. Alas, life is riddled with “almosts”.

I’ve received so many no’s that crushed me in the moment, but over time, I became grateful. Turns out, what I thought I wanted so badly in the moment changed five years later.

It’s deflating to encounter slammed doors and dashed hopes. You may not feel it in the moment, but it’s usually a good thing when opportunities slip through your fingers. If your plans aren’t pliable, you become breakable, so learn to loosen your grip (or else lose your mind).’

I saw this Chris Dunn illustration on a card recently and had to bring it home with me. It now takes pride of place by my bedside table, bringing me daily cosiness and joy…

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Speaking of cosiness (tis the season after all), years of healthy indoctrination mean my children embrace all things cosy. They love these background ambiences…

wonders ‘can these bones live?’

‘…I believe that God is still in the business of restoring hope. I have seen dead things in myself come to life, I have seen relationships restored that I thought were only dry bones. I have wept in awe at the beauty of Jesus while dreams walked out of graves in the lives of people I know. I believe that God speaks. That just like in the beginning when the sun was flung into the sky with a sentence God is still creating life and beauty. We get to partner in that, we get to listen and pray. We get to sit in the presence of the Creator and ask him to align our hearts with his.’

Jake Lloyd highlights how black holes illuminate love’s greatest story.

‘Do Christianity’s attempts to explain everything that went on here really do justice to a story in which divine love does some of the unfathomably strange things that a black hole does? Or do these explanations tell us more about our own way of thinking than they do God’s?

I think there is a tendency – which I see in myself and in most churches I have attended – to resist the weird, mysterious and inexplicable nature of this story. We draw heavily on logic and evidence to try and explain a story that defies both. But just as it is within the boundaries of a black hole, so it is within the frame of this painting: the old rules no longer apply. Divine love manifests itself in ways we cannot yet fathom. Pretending otherwise saps power from the story.’

Zack Sigmon’s beautifully moving hymn praising our Matchless King. Click through to view the whole hymn. Just stunning.

Matchless King of matchless beauty,
Fairest of the sons of men,
May your majesty and glory
Turn our hearts from self and sin.
We, your bride, present our love song;
From your lips flow words of grace.
Loved one, bring us to our true home
Where we’ll see you face-to-face!

Zack also provides sheet music and a Bible meditation guide to accompany the lyrics!

Belle Tindall on creating meaning amid the mundane.

‘Because to do such - to permeate the mundane with joy, beauty and meaning - is to defy distraction and disenchantment. It is to be in the present without wishing it were somehow otherwise. It’s a good thing.

I just wonder if it’s enough.’

( I’m really enjoying her writing/poetry!) on quotidian transformation.

Christian Art ‘I came to cast fire on the earth’…

‘Fire is one of the most powerful and recurring images in Scripture. It is both destructive and purifying. Moses meets God in the fire of the burning bush; the Israelites are led by a pillar of fire through the desert. Fire consumes, but it also renews. In nature, a farmer burns the stubble of a field so that the soil may be refreshed for a new crop; on the moors, the heather is burned to make way for new shoots of life. So it is with the human heart. God’s fire burns away what is dead or overgrown within us (pride, selfishness, sin). not to destroy, but to make space for something new to grow. The divine fire purifies us so that new life, new grace, and new love can take root.’

My 8 year old Lego loving son was enamoured by this Bible in 90 seconds overview…

One more day left to get A Holy Lens E-Book on sale for 99p!! This book contains my own prayer devotionals alongside many other prayerful writers.

The last word

As you wrap up warm, watch the leaves fall, and light a fragrant candle. Remember that Christ is before all things—and in Him all things are held together.

With love,

Ishah Xx

has published a collection of prayer devotionals featuring the best from his popular Substack, The Holy Lens.

A Holy Lens features my own prayer devotionals as well as 13 other faithful writers.

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‘Have you ever struggled to find the words to pray? Do you long for a deeper connection with God but aren’t sure where to start? A Holy Lens offers a fresh approach to prayer and Scripture, helping you see God’s presence in your daily life.

This unique devotional features 101 captivating passages of Scripture, each one paired with a heartfelt prayer and a thought-provoking prayer prompt. But what makes this book truly special is that it’s written by a community of 14 passionate writers. From a variety of backgrounds and experiences, their collective wisdom offers a rich tapestry of prayer, providing you with diverse perspectives on how to connect with God.

Whether you’re new to faith or have been walking with God for years, A Holy Lens will guide you on a transformative journey. It’s more than just a book; it’s an invitation to see the world through a spiritual lens, allowing God to reveal Himself to you in powerful and unexpected ways.’

These prayers are from the heart. They are a labour of love designed to point you to Christ and encourage you in your own daily prayer life. I will be absolutely delighted if you read and share this book with others. Purchase a copy for yourself or a loved one (it makes a great gift) if you can! I am of course slightly biased…but you won’t regret it :)

Buy A Holy Lens here

has published many other edifying books, including a Christmas devotional which might be a good gift option soon…

From the blurb

‘What are you looking for?
So asks Tokyo’s most enigmatic librarian, Sayuri Komachi. But she is no ordinary librarian. Sensing exactly what someone is searching for in life, she provides just the book recommendation to help them find it.
We meet five visitors to the library, each at a different crossroads:

- The restless retail assistant eager to pick up new skills
- The mother faced with a demotion at work after maternity leave
- The conscientious accountant who yearns to open an antique store
- The gifted young manga artist in search of motivation
- The recently retired salaryman on a quest for newfound purpose’

Michiko Aoyama’s writing is easy to sink into, I found myself relating to the issues each character faced and willing them to succeed or overcome their problems. The stories are written tenderly, with humour and lightness balancing out profound moments of sadness. There is such a clever use of books, and I was often surprised by how they drove the stories forward. A true testament to the concept of ‘the right book at the right time’.

From the blurb

‘In this remarkable collection, Ben Palpant, author of Letters from The Mountain, invites readers into intimate, one-on-one interviews with seventeen acclaimed poets. These conversations explore:
- The human experience: Grief, hope, culture, and the imagination.
- The writing life: Insights into the craft of poetry and the challenges of creativity.
- Everyday joys and struggles: Reflections on family life, faith, and the power of words.

As Franz Kafka once said, “A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.” The thoughts and words in this collection aim to awaken what has grown silent within us, reminding us that poetry is an essential expression of what it means to be human.’

I cannot stress enough how much I enjoyed the reading experience with this book. I had a feeling it would be for me, but it surpassed even my own expectations. It contains so much wisdom, thoughtful reflections on life, and beautiful poetry—all in the light of what truly matters in life; the glory of God in Christ. If you are a writer or a poet it’s for you. If you appreciate writing and poetry it’s for you. One of the best books I’ve read this year!

There is an audio edition available via The Rabbit Room Press podcast (although I highly recommend having a print copy for highlighting, annotating, and generally interacting with the text).

From the blurb

‘Jack Boughton - prodigal son - has been gone twenty years. He returns home seeking refuge and to make peace with the past. A bad boy from childhood, an alcoholic who cannot hold down a job, Jack is perpetually at odds with his surroundings and with his traditionalist father, though he remains Boughton’s most beloved child. His sister Glory has also returned, fleeing her own mistakes, to care for their dying father. A moving book about families, about love and death and faith, Home is unforgettable. It is a masterpiece.’

The blurb in this case says it all. Home is about faith, families, love and death. I would argue that it’s also about Fatherhood. I grieved my own lack of Fathering as I read, but was reminded of how grateful I am to know my heavenly Father and His relentless care for me. The pacing is slow and meandering, but stick with it. Take time to appreciate the literary gems sprinkled through the story. These ‘gems’ are (sometimes painful) descriptions of family dynamics, the loaded weight of certain actions (or inactions) in the minutiae of everyday life, the regrets and hopes we all wrestle with. A standout theme is the faithful love of a father for his wayward child. Robinson’s writing is lyrical and effective, never missing an emotional beat or the significance of an event. I will continue on in the series (Gilead is the first book, which is just as good).

From the blurb

‘Overwhelmed by the stress of parenting? Author Jean Fleming reveals to women what it means to be a godly mother and offers encouragement to moms of all ages and backgrounds by:

•Showing women how to distinguish between their role and God’s role in raising children

•Explaining how to take a spiritual inventory of a child’s life

•Discussing how to pray effectively for children’

I am currently in an ‘overwhelming’ season of parenting, navigating new territory and new emotions in my children. This is one of the best books I’ve read on parenting so far (and at this point I’ve read a few), Fleming is direct and to the point with the guidance she provides. Always pointing everything back to God and His overall role in our parenting choices. She shares vulnerably from her own life (I winced in recognition many times ) and her hard won lessons in how not to respond as a parent. Fleming’s heartfelt and kind approach left me feeling encouraged to lean more on Christ, to continue praying for my children, and to not lose heart.

From the blurb

‘From her place in the store, Klara, an Artificial Friend with outstanding observational qualities, watches carefully the behaviour of those who come in to browse, and of those who pass in the street outside. She remains hopeful a customer will soon choose her, but when the possibility emerges that her circumstances may change for ever, Klara is warned not to invest too much in the promises of humans.

In Klara and The Sun, Kazuo Ishiguro looks at our rapidly changing world through the eyes of an unforgettable narrator to explore a fundamental question: what does it mean to love?’

I appreciated Ishiguro’s subtle writing. The novel has a futuristic setting, but I don’t remember it being explicitly stated. The atmosphere is unsettling and tense, I was waiting for something awful to happen all the way through. Ishiguro addresses the difficulty in forming real relational connection in an age of screens and artificial intelligence. He provokes questions as the plot progresses; what does it mean to be human? Can the essence of humanity be lost? Do we care about the difference between humans and machines? Again, the story is gripping in a subtle way with a lovable protagonist (which may be surprising to the reader). An excellent, thoughtful book.

From the blurb

‘This rousing volume explores the lives and interweaving stories of Aidan, Bede and Cuthbert. After an introduction which tells appropriately of David Adam’s ordination in Durham Cathedral, there are four chapters on each.

The Revd Canon David Adam was for thirteen years Vicar of the Holy Island of Lindisfarne. He remains much in demand as a lecturer, speaker and spiritual director.’

Adam deftly captures the life and faith of three influential saints. I was eager to learn more after my second visit to the Holy Island of Lindisfarne earlier this year, and realising my woefully limited knowledge of St Aiden, St Bede and St Cuthbert. Visiting the island gave me a good grounding. I could picture the rugged, stunning landscape these saints walked. I felt tearful at times; in wonder at the sheer tenacity of these saint’s commitment to Christ, and their bold desire to share the hope of the gospel across the land. If you can, visit Holy Island and take a copy of this book with you! A quick, impactful read.

From the blurb

‘Are some things in life worth taking a stand for, no matter the cost?

Fourteen-year-old Adams Klein lives by one simple rule: don’t do anything that might change the course of history. To protect him from a murderous tyrant, Adams was hidden away in the year 2015. A refugee from the distant future, his existence is a secret. But when he witnesses a tragedy unfolding, he can’t stand by and do nothing. Now history is being changed, and Adams and his new friends are being hunted by a villain who’ll stop at nothing to retain his iron grip on the world of the future, even if it means destroying the past.’

My 10 year old daughter (an avid reader herself) read and recommended this book. It is aimed at approx 10-14 years olds. Here is her review:

From the blurb

‘In Reading for the Love of God, award-winning author Jessica Hooten Wilson does just that—and then shows readers how to reap the spiritual benefits of reading. She argues that the simple act of reading can help us learn to pray well, love our neighbor, be contemplative, practice humility, and disentangle ourselves from contemporary idols.’

I thoroughly enjoyed this reading experience, it’s my first book by Hooten Wilson but won’t be my last. There is a skillful balance between thoroughly researched, scholarly writing, with warm anecdotes and relatable stories. Again, I had tabs marking wise/profound/beautiful passages on nearly every page. I enjoyed learning more about writers such as Augustine, Julian of Norwich, Dorothy L Sayers and Frederick Douglas (to name a few). Hooten Wilson explores their reading habits, and how reading infused their life of faith. She makes a compelling case for Christians reading both fiction and non-fiction (primarily the Holy Bible), and I became even more excited to read everything on my TBR list—immediately! But jokes aside, I recommend this for anyone who sometimes feels guilty for how much time they spend reading, and wonders whether it does any long lasting spiritual or earthly good. I think you already know the answer—but Reading for the Love of God will solidify your conviction to read widely, read wisely, and read with eternity in mind.

Have you read any of these books?

Do you have any recommendations for me based on my enjoyment of the above?

Please feel free to share your musings in the comments—book chat is always welcome here!!

With love, grace and the peace that can only be found in Jesus Christ,

Ishah Xx

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‘Brothers and sisters, consider your calling: Not many were wise from a human perspective, not many powerful, not many of noble birth. Instead, God has chosen what is foolish in the world to shame the wise, and God has chosen what is weak in the world to shame the strong. God has chosen what is insignificant and despised in the world—what is viewed as nothing—to bring to nothing what is viewed as something, so that no one may boast in his presence.’ ( 1 Corinthians 1:26-29 CSB emphasis mine)

Chosen— ‘To take by preference out of all that are available; to select; to take as that which one prefers, or in accordance with one’s free will. (Oxford English Dictionary)

Synonyms for weak— feeble, debilitated, frail, vulnerable, weary, powerless, exhausted, tired, faint, incapacitated, drained, worn-out, broken-down, yielding, susceptible.

God has chosen what is weak in the world to shame the strong. Even those who think they are strong are ridiculously weak in comparison to Him.

1 Corinthians 1 gives an intriguing insight into the mind of God—It reveals how He chooses, who He chooses, and why.

It leaves more questions than answers…why choose what is seen as foolish in the world? Why choose what is weak in the world? Why do the strong need to be shamed? Who exactly are the weak and the strong?

On closer examination, we all fit this description. Which of us has not been considered weak by the world’s standards? Or who has been in a position of strength over others? In control? exercising power?

As the Apostle Paul recommends, I have been considering my calling lately. I am growing in wisdom (I hope), but I’m rarely (if ever) the wisest person in the room. I exert no power over the lives of others, perhaps with the exception of my children (again, this is debatable). My birth was a miracle of life like every other person born into this world (just ponder for a minute the sheer wonder of pregnancy and childbirth!) but it certainly wasn’t noble.

Regardless, I have a calling. And so do you.

We are called to share the Gospel and make disciples (Matthew 28:19). We are also called to be friends of the Lord Jesus, given the incredible gift of being able to know intimately the heart of The Father through His Son, and the plan He is working out. When someone shares the desire of their hearts with us, we know they consider us a close friend. As believers, this is the privileged position we find ourselves in:

‘I do not call you servants anymore, because a servant doesn’t know what his master is doing. I have called you friends, because I have made known to you everything I have heard from my Father.You did not choose me, but I chose you. I appointed you to go and produce fruit and that your fruit should remain, so that whatever you ask the Father in my name, he will give you. This is what I command you: Love one another.’ (John 15:15-17 CSB)

We are called and chosen to love God and those around us. To produce something nutritious and nourishing with our lives. This is not one special mission, or one unique calling that nobody else has. The calling on our lives is a communal one, lived out individually but flourishing in community. The fruit we are called to produce is not bitter but sweet. Just as fruit comes in unusual shapes, sizes and a variety of flavours (consider the pineapple and the kiwi), so does the fruit that we bear and the flavour of our calling.

We have a supernatural calling, empowered by the Holy Spirit. There is no way around this. We can not blindly follow the consumerist treadmill of societal expectations. We live by what our minds are set on ( Romans 8:5).

We are called to produce fruit that remains without rotting. Building on a foundation that holds up under us. Our calling is not trendy, shallow or fabricated to look impressive to others. We are called to humbly approach the throne of grace, asking our Father in Christ’s name for what is needed to heal the nations. Praying for the healing we desperately need for ourselves. Only the love of God can cover a multitude of sins.

‘For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathise with our weaknesses, but one who has been tempted in every way as we are, yet without sin. Therefore, let us approach the throne of grace with boldness, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in time of need.’ (Hebrews 4:15-16 CSB)

The truth is, I was called and chosen before I ever fully realised what was happening. He called me in my weakness before I realised how weak I was. He called me in my foolish ignorance before I realised how much I needed His wisdom.

I often wonder when I’ll begin to feel qualified enough, strong enough, wise enough to fulfil my calling. But then I remember this vulnerable admission from the Apostle Paul:

‘For if I want to boast, I wouldn’t be a fool, because I would be telling the truth. But I will spare you, so that no one can credit me with something beyond what he sees in me or hears from me, especially because of the extraordinary revelations. Therefore, so that I would not exalt myself, a thorn in the flesh was given to me, a messenger of Satan to torment me so that I would not exalt myself. Concerning this, I pleaded with the Lord three times that it would leave me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is perfected in weakness.” Therefore, I will most gladly boast all the more about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may reside in me. So I take pleasure in weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and in difficulties, for the sake of Christ. For when I am weak, then I am strong.’ (2 Corinthians 12:6-10 CSB)

Paul had a revelation of the worth of suffering. He went from pleading with the Lord for relief to embracing the pain (whether physical or emotional). This is not to say we should never pray for relief from suffering. Paul did pray for relief. But he also looked his situation in the eyes and refused to give in to despair. He sought an answer from God, and received it with open hands. He recognised the work of Jesus in his struggle.

If I feel comfortably strong, wise and in control of my life—will I bother to pray? Will I seek the Lord’s will? Will I be able to empathise with the needs of others?

The Bible is clear about God’s abhorrence of the proud and arrogant. Those who assume their superiority, refuse to acknowledge their creator and declare no need of God. The grace of God is not sufficient for those people, His power will not be perfected in their weakness, His power will not reside in them.

If I am not willing to accept my weaknesses and my deficiency, I’ll be counted among those people myself. It’s a sobering thought.

To be called is to acknowledge my weakness, welcoming God’s sustaining power in my life. To be called is being surprised by joy in the midst of difficulty—when the difficulty leads me to Christ.I don’t fully understand this paradox and maybe never will in this life. It sounds like a foolish philosophy to believe in, maybe even more foolish to live by, but nevertheless it is true.

If I lean on Christ (and Christ in other believers) when I am weak, then I am strong.

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I know that, for many around the world, it is a time to weep and a time to mourn. For some it is a time to heal and a time to build. For others it will be a time to embrace, and a time to laugh. None of these ways of being are more or less meaningful, in the meandering path of life we must trust that God makes everything beautiful in its time.

Considering this, how much more should we intentionally delight in those things we recognise as Good and Beautiful? Every time we reach out to someone in love; praying for, serving, forgiving, supporting. When we choose to believe the best in others; speaking with grace, protecting the sanctity of life, welcoming the stranger. Every time we refuse to bury our God given gifts, (by faith) picking up the pen, typing out a sentence, sharing a hearty meal or playing an instrument to the glory of God— we are planting trees. To plant a tree is to believe in the future, to declare from our roots that the hope we have in Christ will not disappoint us. Why?Because His love has been poured out in our hearts by His Spirit.

We rightly pray for God’s kingdom to come and His will to be done, on earth as it is in heaven—but what is the kingdom of God like? What should we compare it to? Well, Jesus asked (and answered) these questions for us!

Then Jesus asked, “What is the kingdom of God like? What shall I compare it to? It is like a mustard seed, which a man took and planted in his garden. It grew and became a tree, and the birds perched in its branches.” (Luke 13:18-19 CSB)

To plant a tree is to provide shelter, sustenance and shade for those who will come after us. We may not immediately gain anything from our planting, just a knowledge that we have been obedient to plough the good earth and get our hands dirty for an eternal purpose.

To greet grief and devastation with pessimism and hopelessness is to sever the branches of the tree. To engage in cynicism and sarcasm, hypocrisy and blaming is to slowly burn the leaves which provide nourishment and shade. To withhold, obscure or confuse the Gospel message is to chop the tree down at its root.

What does it take to plant a tree and water it? Patience. Waiting. Diligence. Hope. Trust. Trusting that life and growth are rumbling beneath the surface of seeming barrenness. Praying that through us and in our weakness our God will comfort all who mourn. Ashes swept away to make room for a crown of beauty, oil of joy poured liberally over mourning, tailor made garments of praise replacing rags of despair.

We water what is planted with prayer and Scripture; believing God will continue to rebuild, restore and renew those devastated places, both physical and spiritual. Until they are recognised by all as righteous trees planted by the Lord, to glorify Him (Isaiah 61).

Our future hope is deeply rooted in the opening words of Psalm 1:

‘How happy is the one who does not
walk in the advice of the wicked
or stand in the pathway with sinners
or sit in the company of mockers!
Instead, his delight is in the Lord’s instruction,
and he meditates on it day and night.
He is like a tree planted beside flowing streams
that bears its fruit in its season,
and its leaf does not wither.
Whatever he does prospers.’

Let us keep sharing with one another those things which are true, honourable, just, pure, and lovely. We are planting trees of life, in season and out of season.

To listen to…

What does it mean to “practice resurrection,” as Wendell Berry put it?

It’s easy to look at the chaos and barrenness of the world and think we can’t make much of a difference. At least not without being some kind of superhero. What good is planting a tree in a wasteland?

In this episode, the gang explores a different vision, provided by the story, “The Man Who Planted Trees,” by Jean Giono. Because maybe, just maybe, there’s a way forward.

This episode of Solum Podcast features Matthew J. Andrews on biblical portraits and poetry as spiritual discipline.

“It’s not only my neighbour’s will but their honour that needs to be more important than mine.”—Steve Macchia

Spiritual communities are to be marked by humble and meek followers of Jesus. In this episode, Steve and Matt explore questions like: What is the role of humility within a spiritual community? How do we honour and prefer one another over and above ourselves? Tune in to hear more about the ministry of meekness and how we lead others from that posture.

To read…

• on what doesn’t kill you gives you a story.

‘Like I’m walking through the hallway of life, clutching a backpack that feels too heavy, wondering if anyone else is carrying the same weight. I keep trying to show up, to offer what I have, even when I feel small, even when the ground beneath me feels unsteady. And somehow, in the middle of it all, God keeps showing up too. Not with all the answers, but with just enough grace to help me take the next step.

• has a prescription ready for you at the poetry pharmacy…

‘I recently learned about the coolest bookstore in the world—well, probably.

It’s called The Poetry Pharmacy, and it has a couple of locations in London. The whole premise is that patrons can get “prescriptions” for their various ailments in the form of poetry tucked neatly inside little pills.

Need a boost of confidence? Find some self-esteem with Mary Oliver. Have a broken heart? They’ve got you covered with a little Shakespeare! You name your woe; they’ll give you some Poe… err… maybe not Poe—but, hey, it rhymed! What I meant to say is you name your woe, and they’ll have some poetry for you to read and soothe your soul with.

So, in the spirit of The Poetry Pharmacy, I’d like to share some poetry for whatever ails you…’

• on building a creative family culture.

‘I believe, like many other thinking people, that creativity is one of the most important tools we can give our children in a world where they are being fed a steady stream of mind-numbing entertainment and scrolling their childhoods away. I will say I don’t pretend to be a scholar or an expert on the subject. I’m just a mother who has carefully observed my own life and children, and over the years, I have developed some ideas about making a home that fosters creativity.’

• on the sandwich generation.

  ‘I guess that’s why they call us the ‘Sandwich Generation’. We are still parenting young-adult children, while at the same time attempting to gracefully maneuver through the aging years of our parents with honor. The similarities are endless; how to love our family without becoming a dictator, how to aid them in making their own decisions, how to help them navigate the path which will provide the best outcome for their future.’

• on being an artist is respectable.

‘You see, and I hate to tell you this, but if it hasn’t happened to you yet, and you’re an artist of any medium (visual or otherwise), the world is going to tell you that you’re not doing enough. That you should set the bar higher (yes, I was told that to my face once), go get your doctorate in something you hate, or go save the world with your mad math skills (that last one’s kind of a joke, but you get the gist). If you aren’t doing things by the world’s timeline, then gosh darn it you’re behind. Where are we rushing to, exactly? No one could quite answer me on that one. Yet, most passersby still wish to tell me what sort of career to switch into “just change your degree, you could be a (whatever he or she thinks I should be)!”

• Christian Art looks at the house built on the rock and the house built on the sand.

'In today’s Gospel reading Jesus delivers a sobering reminder: it is not enough to simply profess belief in God with our lips. True discipleship is measured not by words alone, but by the actions that flow from a heart aligned with God’s will. As He concludes the Sermon on the Mount, Jesus warns that even those who cry “Lord, Lord” may be far from the Kingdom if their lives are not shaped by obedience, justice, compassion, and love. As St Ignatius of Loyola beautifully put it: “Love ought to show itself more in deeds than in words.”

• on the head and the heart.

‘In the conversation surrounding mothers giving up goals and careers to stay home with their children, we usually fail to mention the sheer amount of humility and courage it takes to set aside those things. I imagine that, to some, it might seem like a lack of virtue (fortitude, discipline, and persistence) that drives a decision like this. To me, now, on the other side of things, it is clear that a decision like this can only be made if God has granted the graces of humility and courage and they have been accepted (even if begrudgingly, at first).’

• Jessica Norman on why we loved Lewis Capaldi’s Glastonbury comeback.

‘It is because, as humans, we are wired for stories of authenticity. We love a comeback story. The narrative of someone who ventures into the wilderness and then returns speaks to something in all of us. Who is willing to admit their own weakness. To return to the stage in this moment reminded us that the comeback was greater than the setback. This was a moment worth celebrating.’

• on the betrayal of the academy.

‘Many universities that once promised spiritual and intellectual formation now promise financial prosperity. Institutions of learning, once the moral lifeblood of a society, have become, and are becoming, businesses that wield their elitism as a marketing gambit. The academy is abandoning the ideal it was built upon.’

• on the quiet peace of submitting to God.

‘At our breakfast table one morning, the visible effect from relentless nightmares became evident on Mac’s face. Exhausted, he mustered up enough energy to put on his school uniform and brush his teeth. I put a plate of eggs in front of him as I said, “Take at least a few bites. You need to get to school.” Through tear-soaked eyes he looked back at me and with a heavy sigh said, “I just want to get some sleep.” Six year olds aren’t supposed to know desperation. The hopelessness in his voice shocked me out of managing-life mode and into the very real present problem.’

Poetry please…

• on sharing about how poetry saves lives. Yes, really.

‘The days from 2021 to 2023 were extremely dark. So dark that I lost my will to keep living. I was bedridden for nearly a year in my own home, and the suffering was beyond what I can explain. For obvious reasons, poetry was the furthest thing from my mind for the first time in my life. I didn’t read it. I wasn’t teaching it. And I certainly wasn’t writing it.’

• delights in the donut.

‘I wrote this poem on a morning when I woke up earlier than I wanted to—my mind just wouldn’t let me rest. Life felt heavy, noisy, and cluttered, and in that quiet space before the sun came up, I found myself reaching for something simple and kind. This piece is about that moment: chasing a small joy, like a pink-frosted donut, and realizing that even in the middle of exhaustion or overthinking, goodness is still there, soft, patient, and waiting to be noticed.’

• on the incredulity of St Thomas.

Music

• Here in Derbyshire we are experiencing a mini heatwave. Long, humid, sweaty car journeys are the worst—but praise God for working air conditioning! Being stuck in rush hour traffic jams in stifling summer heat reminds me of this song…

The last word

May the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, and the love of God, and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit be with you all dear readers.

And remember—Christ is before all things. And in Him all things are held together (Colossians 1:17).

Ishah Xx

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Welcome dear readers to another bookish briefing of recent favourites. As always, it is slightly heavier on the non-fiction side. But fiction lovers don’t despair, there are a couple of gems here for you too.

From the blurb

‘One snowy night in Toronto famous actor Arthur Leander dies on stage whilst performing the role of a lifetime. That same evening a deadly virus touches down in North America. The world will never be the same again.

Twenty years later Kirsten, an actress in the Travelling Symphony, performs Shakespeare in the settlements that have grown up since the collapse. But then her newly hopeful world is threatened.

If civilization was lost, what would you preserve? And how far would you go to protect it?’

My thoughts

I wasn’t sure what to expect with this book, but Station Eleven surprised me. The post-apocalyptic setting and melancholy tone I did expect, but not the theme of friendship. I found myself musing on how friendships shape our lives, help us to survive and can even keep us from selfish self-destructive tendencies. As the plot progresses, often jumping back and forth in time, a story within a story emerges. I did not connect with the main female protagonist, which would have been a problem had it not been for other intriguing characters and the insight given about their lives.

I think there is a gaping hole in the story where faith would have presented itself in some form. One character has an obsession with the book of Revelation in the Bible (with dire consequences) , which for me did not constitute real faith at all. In this post-apocalyptic world (and all the horrors one would associate with that), no-one seemed to cry out to God. Where had all the world religions gone? Where were the people of faith? In extreme circumstances, the human response is often to call on a ‘higher transcendent power’ to help. As the saying goes; there are no Atheists when the ship is sinking or the plane is going down… Some depiction of reaching out for spiritual help when all materialistic hopes are gone would have filled this novel with a bit more heart and soul.

A favourite quote

‘It was becoming more difficult to hold on to himself. He tried to keep up a litany of biographical facts as he walked, trying to anchor himself to this life, to this earth. My name is Jeevan Chaudhary. I was a photographer and then I was going to be a paramedic. My parents were George of Ottawa and Amala of Hyderabad. I was born in the Toronto suburbs. I had a house on Winchester Street. But these thoughts broke apart in his head and were replaced by strange fragments: This is my soul and the world unwinding, this is my heart in the still winter air. Finally whispering the same two words over and over: “ Keep walking. Keep walking. Keep walking.” He looked up and met the eyes of an owl, watching him from a snow-laden branch.’ (Pg. 194)

From the blurb

‘How do art and faith intersect? How does art help us see our own lives more clearly? What can we understand about God and humanity by looking at the lives of artists?

Striving for beauty, art also reveals what is broken. It presents us with the tremendous struggles and longings common to the human experience. And it says a lot about our Creator too. Great works of art can speak to the soul in a unique way.

Rembrandt Is in the Wind is an invitation to discover some of the world's most celebrated artists and works and how each of them illuminates something about God, people, and the purpose of life. Part art history, part biblical study, part philosophy, and part analysis of the human experience, this book is nonetheless all story.’

My thoughts

I have been itching to know more about art and art history for some time now. This book has won awards and garnered rave reviews…which I completely understand having read it myself.

Ramsey capably melds biography, history and the gospel. Helping the reader to understand art concepts and art theory along the way. The writing is eloquent yet accessible. I felt like a ‘fly on the wall’ in the artists studio, gaining an understanding of each artists motivation, inspiration, and the demons that plagued them.

Rembrandt Is In The Wind is a fascinating insight into the lives and loves of some of the world’s greatest artists, and a reminder that we all bear the overwhelming privilege of being made in the image of God, we all have the capacity to create something of beauty with our lives (no matter how long or short lived they may be)—I can’t think of many who wouldn’t enjoy it (Christian or not). Highly recommended!

A favourite quote

‘It is hard to render an honest self portrait if we want to conceal what is unattractive and hide what’s broken. We want to appear beautiful. But when we do this, we hide what needs redemption—what we trust Christ to redeem. And everything redeemed by Christ becomes beautiful.’ (Pg. 4)

From the blurb

‘Our home, our duties and routines, our relationships, and the way we use our time, are the monasteries of our lives. It is through these practices that we build our relationship with God, that we find opportunities for contemplation, and deserts for reflection. In this beautiful little book Ronald Rolheiser turns on its head the idea that religious life is the preserve of monks and nuns. Our cloisters are the walls of our home and our work, the streets we walk, and the people with whom we share our lives.’

My thoughts

I wish I could turn back time and gift myself a copy of this book when I was deep in the trenches of early motherhood. This slim volume can easily be read in one sitting, but contains a wealth of wisdom and godly encouragement. It shatters the myth that the all consuming season of life with little ones is detrimental to a life of spiritual growth. We can commit every mundane moment to God in prayer, every act of unseen selfless service of love for our children is an act of worship before our gracious Father. I desperately needed to know this as a first time mum; when any notion of ‘quiet time’ went out the window, when I couldn’t serve in ‘meaningful’ ways in church community due to childcare constraints, or when I simply could not muster the energy for bible study or prayer during the precious silence of nap time. The Paraclete Press edition I read contained lovely monochrome sketches and paintings. Domestic Monastery tackles weighty themes in a succinct way. Buy for every new parent you know (and maybe throw some snacks in with it too!).

A favourite quote

‘There’s a rich spirituality in these principles: Stay inside your commitments, be faithful, your place of work is a seminary, your work is a sacrament, your family is a monastery, your home is a sanctuary. Stay inside them, don’t betray them, learn what they are teaching you without constantly looking for life elsewhere and without constantly believing that God is elsewhere.’ (Pg. 37)

From the blurb

‘1939. Europe teeters on the brink of war. Ten strangers are invited to Soldier Island, an isolated rock near the Devon coast. Cut off from the mainland, with their generous hosts Mr and Mrs U.N. Owen mysteriously absent, they are each accused of a terrible crime. When one of the party dies suddenly they realise they may be harbouring a murderer among their number.’

My thoughts

This was my first Agatha Christie novel. Probably not the best place to start with her writing as I believe this to be one of her darker murder mysteries. I do not typically read this genre, but despite this I can see why her writing is loved by so many. The sense of eeriness and suspense grows with each turn of the page, the characters are compelling (and repelling!), the description of place impeccable. I did not guess ‘whodunnit’ until the very end. Christie is a deft hand at plot twists and turns, keeping the reader guessing and engaged in the story. Not a single character possessed redeeming qualities, and the ending left a bad taste in my mouth…Very dark with no real justice, hope, or repentance to be found in the end, but it is very well written. If you are a fan of this genre then you are likely to enjoy it. It definitely made me think, and is not a tale I am likely to forget.

A favourite quote

‘Mrs Rogers had a flat monotonous voice. Vera looked at her curiously. What a white bloodless ghost of a woman! Very respectable-looking, with her hair dragged back from her face and her black dress. Queer light eyes that shifted the whole time from place to place. Vera thought: ‘She looks frightened of her own shadow’. Yes, that was it—frightened! She looked like a woman who walked in mortal fear…A little shiver passed down Vera’s back. What on earth was the woman afraid of?’ (Pg. 25)

From the blurb

‘In Waiting Isn’t a Waste, author Mark Vroegop calls believers to resist the human urge for control and lean on Christ for comfort while we wait for the uncertainties of life to unfold. Vroegop explores what it means to wait on God through 6 important characteristics―waiting is hard, common, biblical, slow, commanded, and relational. This book not only teaches readers how to wait on God but inspires them to embrace waiting―for it prompts wisdom from God and brings invaluable peace to the present.’

My thoughts

This was a timely read, it’s filled with relatable waiting situations and points to a biblical perspective and response to seasons of waiting. Vroegop has an easy writing style and a compassionate approach for those who struggle during extended periods of waiting. I must admit that many of the key themes explored in this seemed to be an offshoot of thoughts from Andrew Murray’s book Waiting on God. The quotes he included from Murray’s work were the main highlights for me. I’m planning to read Murray’s book fairly soon, and suspect I may take away more from his work than Vroegop’s. I usually prefer the meaty depths of older theological works, Waiting Isn’t A Waste seems more of an introductory level read about waiting on God well. A worthy read, and I’m glad I read it, but by the end I wanted a bit more meat on the bone.

A favourite quote

‘Waiting requires living by what I know to be true about God when I don’t know what’s true about my life.’ (Pg. 39)

From the blurb

‘Ex-paratrooper Christian Lewis had hit rock bottom, suffering with depression so severe he would shut himself in his bedroom for weeks. Then while surfing – his sole respite – he cast his eyes along the coastline and realised it was the only place he really wanted to be.

Then, Chris made an impulsive decision. He set himself a challenge: to walk the entire coastline of the UK. He gave himself a few days to rustle up a tent and walking boots, then left for good with just a tenner in his pocket and two days’ worth of food. Little did he know at the time just how long it would take to cross the finish line – and the encounters lying ahead would turn his life around.’

My thoughts

I found this to be an unflinchingly honest account of one mans journey to forgiving himself. Themes of fatherhood, trauma, addiction and depression run throughout. The writing is raw and real, with immersive descriptions of the natural landscape in all its wild glory. An amazing story which left me feeling uplifted (the kindness of strangers!)—and there’s a second book out now (Hildasay to Home) which continues Christian’s story of finding love on his walk. Finding Hildasay is a modern pilgrimage of sorts, I recommend this for all readers who love the UK coastline, survival stories, and stories of hope. Just a heads up—there are some choice swear words littered throughout (mainly in the first half, it seemed to calm down as the book progressed).

A favourite quote

‘Up until this day I can honestly say I hadn’t cried for all of my adult years. It was like someone had turned on the tap after decades of it being switched off. I felt completely numb; consumed by the recurring thought that I had failed at what to me was the single most important thing I couldn’t afford not to succeed at: being a good father to my daughter.’ (Pg. 3)

From the blurb

‘Most experienced Christians are familiar with the Fruit of the Spirit listed in the apostle Paul's Letter to the Galatians where we read of qualities like love, peace, and patience. These are considered both gracious marks of true Christian character and ideals to aim for. But what do they look like when lived to the fullest? - Christ's example. Jonathan Cruse answers this question by studying the fullness of the Fruit of the Spirit in the life of Christ. - Our shortcomings. In a warm and engaging style, Jonathan examines these godly attributes in the Lord's example and compares them with our own faltering efforts at holiness. - Our hope. Despite our shortcomings, the comparison is presented in a way that brings hope, not frustration. We learn that only the power of God himself can truly conform us to Christ. The work is his, not ours -- and this is good news for all those who yearn for greater sanctification.’

My thoughts

This was a joy to read, each chapter just got better and better. It was so refreshing to read a book that steered my eyes away from myself (and self improvement) and placed them firmly on the One who is so much more beautiful and infinitely worthy of contemplation. Chapter 5 ‘ When Kindness Appeared’ made me want to stop reading and weep at the kindness of Christ as revealed in Scripture and throughout my life. Undeserved, unmerited kindness has been a key aspect of God’s character that has drawn me to Him. His kindness does indeed lead us to repentance. I would recommend reading a chapter a day, leaving time to sit and meditate on His character afterwards. Such a rewarding reading experience.

A favourite quote

‘Paul’s statement in Titus 3: 4,5 makes perfect sense…Paul says, ‘the kindness and love of God our Saviour appeared’. Think about that for a moment. When speaking of the most stupendous moment in all of human history—when heaven comes down to earth, when God steps into his own creation and becomes man, when the plan of redemption enters its most decisive phase—Paul can simply say that ‘kindness appeared’. Maybe we too often think that kindness is inconsequential, as though it were nothing more than holding the door for someone, or flashing a smile to a passer-by. Yet according to the biblical texts we have seen, kindness is no small thing. It is God come to earth, and it is our souls sent to heaven. ‘When the kindness of God appeared, he saved us…’ (Pg. 80-81)

From the blurb

‘In a noisy world, the cultivation of quiet may feel like a luxury you do not have. But it is also vital to your spiritual life. When we spend our days distracted by social media, news, entertainment, and jam-packed schedules, we make it nearly impossible to experience the kind of thought life that allows us to grow into the people God created us to be - to become more and more like Jesus. We're too busy and distracted to notice the people and situations God has placed in our path for our spiritual benefit.

Reclaiming Quiet is your invitation to discover the profound joy of resisting our cultural obsession with distraction and instead cultivating a life of holy attention.’

My thoughts

I don’t re-read books as often as I know I should. But I’m fairly certain I will be re-reading this one. Sarah Clarkson is a favourite writer of mine, her prose sings off the page, and she has a way of intimately sharing personal experience yet also offering a panoramic view of life and faith from an eternal, biblical perspective. Reclaiming Quiet addresses an important need for our age; the need to learn quietness despite the loudness. To hear the voice of God above the cacophony of opinions vying desperately for our attention. There are no trite platitudes here, just a beautiful tapestry of memories—memories of God’s faithfulness to draw us to quiet. Memories of God working in the quiet moments of our lives. Memories of quietness and trust bringing strength to face the day again. Like the subtitle of this book, Clarkson explores what it means to cultivate a life of holy attention. As I recently gushed to a friend; reading Reclaiming Quiet felt like the spiritual equivalent of sipping an ice cold drink on a hot, humid day. It refreshed my resolve to live a quiet life, living as one who understands, who seeks God.

A favourite quote

‘I stepped back into the sense of God’s companionship. That was, perhaps, the greatest gift of the priest’s kindness to me. In the generosity of his own peaceful presence, I found that God had not, as I thought, withdrawn from me in frustration. He was still there, gracious as my friend, fragrant as the coffee, tender as the autumn light, and in the revelatory brightness of those graces, I remembered afresh that his presence is constant, never dependent upon my discipline. He waits, always he waits, to receive us in that inmost room, and day by day I knew that again as I had known it in the early days of my illness when it was the shelter that kept me in life.’ (Pg. 24)

That’s all from me. I’ve been blessed by some wonderful reads so far this year, and the TBR pile is still looking healthy! Praise God for the writers who continue to write what God is calling them to.

Have you read any of these books? If so, do share your thoughts and favourite quotes in the comments below— I’d love to read them!

What are you reading at the moment? Do you have any recommendations for me? I’m always in the mood for book chat :)

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The sun is slowly setting on Easter Sunday as I type. It has been a full day; celebrations with church family this morning, a wonderful roast dinner and quality time with family in the afternoon, with the added blessing of warm April sunshine. This classic song comes to mind, “Christ the Lord is risen today—Alleluia!!” What hope we have in the Lord Jesus! What grace we know! What love has been poured out on us!

As Easter Monday dawns, may we go on to know and rely on the deep, deep love of Jesus. Vast. Unmeasured. Boundless. Free.

Art

These photos are from a recent family trip to one of my favourite places—The Island of Lindisfarne, also known as Holy Island. A place rich in history, art, and architecture. Most famously, the Lindisfarne Gospels. We visited the Parish Church of St Mary the Virgin on the Island.

A Prayer

This beautiful prayer was part of a display in the same church, and is one I plan to use in my own prayer time.

The Litany of Reconciliation Coventry Cathedral

All have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God.

The hatred which divides nation from nation, race from race, class from class,

Father forgive.

The covetous desires of people and nations to possess what is not their own,

Father, forgive.

The greed which exploits the work of human hands and lays waste the earth,

Father, forgive.

Our envy of the welfare and happiness of others,

Father, forgive.

Our indifference to the plight of the imprisoned, the homeless, the refugee,

Father, forgive.

The lust which dishonours the bodies of men, women and children,

Father, forgive.

The pride which leads us to trust in ourselves and not in God,

Father, forgive.

Be kind to one another, tender-hearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.

Podcasts

• ‘Examining Romans 8:9-11, Cameron and Anna describe the ways that the indwelling Holy Spirit helps a parent who is lonely, exhausted, and in need of wisdom. Relying on the power of the Spirit and nurturing our union with Christ gives us the strength we need to persevere in the hard times of raising kids.’

• “The one who seeks solitude without fellowship perishes in the abyss of vanity, self-infatuation, and despair.” - Steve Macchia

  ‘How easy it is to become self-absorbed, self-focused, self-promoting, self-centered and self-gratifying. Too often, we get fixated on ourselves and totally miss others. And although we are made for community and designed to be in relationship with others, we often believe that if we don’t care for ourselves, no one else will. This episode explores the relationship between solitude and fellowship, inviting you to experience the fullness of kingdom community.’

• ‘Have you wondered what it really means to be “called” as a writer? If you’re confident that God has called you, then is it normal for the journey to feel difficult? Listen in on my conversation with international author Hadassah Treu as we talk about that topic and others.’

• Matthew 28:8

  So they departed quickly from the tomb with fear and great joy, and ran to tell his disciples.

  ‘Mary the mother of Jesus and Mary Magdalene came to the tomb after the crucifixion of their Savior, son, and friend. Their dear Jesus. After seeing the angel, they had both “fear and great joy.”

  Have you ever had fear and great joy? Or grief, sickness, weakness, unidentified weirdness, and great joy?

  It did me good to remember that, by faith, I can lean into joy, even in tough times. I hope you will be encouraged too.’

Articles

• Ron Rolheiser on overcoming anger.

‘We wrestle with the devil when we struggle with the weaknesses of youth, but we wrestle with God when we struggle with the angers and resentments of aging. The latter is the struggle to move beyond the death of our dreams, beyond how we have been wounded and cheated and all the resentments that come with that, so as to feel instead inside of us the compassion of God. That is the final task of the spiritual life, the movement from resentment to gratitude, from cursing to blessing, from bitterness to graciousness. And it is a monumental task.’

• Paul David Tripp on living in a mnemonic world.

‘With every new gallery, I was enthralled, but each time we walked into a new art space, he begged me to leave. He was surrounded by glory but saw none of it. He stood in the middle of wonders but was bored out of his mind. His eyes worked well, but his heart was stone blind. He saw everything, but he saw nothing.’

• Otto Bam on the language of Gothic architecture.

‘All over northern Europe and the United Kingdom, Gothic architecture continues to draw fascination. And this not merely because Gothic architecture tends to be tall and grand. It is also not merely because it tends to be old. It is, I think, mostly because it is strange. It addresses us in a unique language rarely heard in our largely secular cities. And if we incline our ears to the language of Gothic architecture, we might begin to understand its proclamation.’

• Lisa Jacobson on how you can bring hope and beauty to your seemingly hopeless situation.

‘In the early days and months of our daughter’s life, no one offered much hope for Avonléa’s life—or for our marriage either, for that matter.

I learned this one day while roaming the hospital halls. The head NICU pediatrician pulled me aside and felt compelled to pass on these sobering statistics: “I thought you should know that 85 percent of couples who give birth to a severe special needs child like yours end in divorce.”

Oh . . . thanks. Our baby hadn’t completed her second brain surgery, and there we were, discussing the statistical probability of our divorce.’

• John Cuddeback on making life seasonal again.

‘We can listen to our flesh. It has something to say. Yes, we are careful to discipline it, especially in Lent, lest its inclinations run amok and lead us astray. But Aslan is not a tame lion. Nor should we live in the cage in which our hyper-technologized, anti-natural, navel-gazing, comfort-seeking culture tends to trap us.

Something in us calls out for more. Something in our very flesh moves like the sap rising in the trees, or the pack horse stamping in the stall when the wild horses come through. We must be bold, unafraid. We can still break out and run with the brumbies.’

Music

• Let Lou and Nathan Fellingham lead you in worship through song, live every Wednesday! It is so life giving, and a perfect reminder midweek to be still and know that He is God.

An Original Poem- The Gift

Did you catch that glimpse of hope?

It’s for you

A gift.

Hold it tight

Don’t let go

Observe it, absorb it

Draw a line in the sand

Roll the stone away

Let it seep through the cracks of your hardened heart.

I dare you to look hope in the eye

And not be the first to look away.

You can do this.

Measure it’s worth

It is a gift

Non returnable

No refund or exchange.

A gift to be held, known

Seen.

Articles Part 2

• A J Swoboda on stop praying for clarity.

‘But just because Jesus is clear does not mean he is understood. Jesus was misunderstood during his time on earth. Even after the resurrection of Jesus, his disciples allegedly did not fully grasp what he was about. As Luke records, just before his ascension, the disciples ask, “Lord, are you at this time going to restore the kingdom to Israel?” (Ac. 1:6) They are still, after years of time with Jesus, thinking he was the one who was to bring a violent uprising that would return Israel to her political glories. Even after the resurrection, the disciples have muddied thinking and misunderstandings. Even people who receive Easter morning with joy are prone to continually misunderstanding the work of Jesus.’

• Anna Tran on disappearing.

‘I think I am disappearing.

From their minds and from their estimations of what a ‘leader’ looks like.

The smiles are a little less vibrant, the interactions a little less enthusiastic, the conversations a little less frequent.

I don’t ride in those circles any more, and those circles are automatic passes to be seen.

I was one of those people. One of those who couldn’t see those outside of the circle. My mind and attention caught up with the next task, the next vision, the next event. My eyes glazed over, and my heart detached from the real-life interactions that make people feel seen.

I was too busy.

And now God has repositioned me.’

• Paul J Pastor and Mary Grace Mangano on satisfaction guaranteed?

‘A lot of our culture is designed to minimize risk. “Thirty days or your money back!” “Satisfaction guaranteed.” “Free returns”—and you don’t even have to package it yourself. There’s no risk at all. Either you love what you bought and keep it, or it goes back, as if it never happened and your money is returned to you.

The thing is, though, life isn’t like this. Love isn’t like this. Love involves risk. Most things worth attempting require some measure of bravery. Perhaps even some measure of foolishness and the possibility of loss.’

Music Part 2

The Last Word

He is risen indeed!!!

Grace and peace to you and yours this Eastertide,

Ishah Xx

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You may have heard this question posed in a women’s bible study meeting; are you more of a ‘Mary’ or a ‘Martha’?

I suspect many will roll their eyes and sigh at this question. You probably know the story of Mary and Martha in the Bible. You’ve listened to sermons, read countless articles, and participated in discussions on the danger of solely working for God instead of relating to God. You’ve heard warnings about being distracted by the practicalities of ministry to the detriment of real relationship with Jesus.

‘While they were travelling, he entered a village, and a woman named Martha welcomed him into her home. She had a sister named Mary, who also sat at the Lord’s feet and was listening to what he said. But Martha was distracted by her many tasks, and she came up and asked, “Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to serve alone? So tell her to give me a hand.” The Lord answered her, “Martha, Martha, you are worried and upset about many things, but one thing is necessary. Mary has made the right choice, and it will not be taken away from her.’ (Luke 10: 38-42 CSB)

It is tempting to reduce the sisters to two opposing sides- one good and one bad. One personality to avoid and one to emulate. But humanity is more complex than that. The Bible is filled with ordinary people encountering God. They are complex human beings with real lives, real relationships and real emotions.

In this account there is much to commend Martha for—she welcomed Jesus into her home. She took responsibility for looking after those in her care. She rose to the occasion and fulfilled her duty. She did what was expected of her.

There is much to commend Mary for—she was willing to set aside pressing duties and demands to sit at the feet of Jesus. She recognised His significance. She listened to Him. She had a heart ready and willing to learn.

So, my response to the question; “are you a Mary or a Martha ?” is— “I am both, I’m striving to be more Mary and less Martha, but both have value.”

I suspect the sisters are not in this story as caricatures of how to be or not to be. They are not just neat fodder for Sunday school lessons or a trite example in a women’s bible study session. Both men and women can glean wisdom from this discipleship moment with the Lord Jesus. We can all recognise these tendencies within ourselves.

‘For whatever was written in the past was written for our instruction, so that we may have hope through endurance and through the encouragement from the Scriptures.’ (Romans 15:4 CSB)

We all get distracted by the practicalities of life. We all deal with levels of stress, anxiety and anger. We sometimes question God in frustration and ask why help is slow to come. We often desire recognition of our efforts to serve others.

But there are times when all we want to do is sit at the feet of Jesus. We eagerly thirst like the Psalmist to meet with the living God. We feel sure that one day in His courts is better than a thousand elsewhere. We realise that in Him we live and move and have our being.

Both of these tendencies lie within us and wrestle for preeminence in our daily lives. Jesus did not tell Martha her efforts were worthless, He did not say her work was wrong. But He did reveal the motivations of her heart, He lovingly identified the fear and worry that distorted her perceptions.

He then called her to discern what was needful in the moment, and to make a wise decision.

‘Teach us to number our days carefully
so that we may develop wisdom in our hearts.’ (Psalm 90:12 CSB)

‘There is an occasion for everything,
and a time for every activity under heaven:…’ (Ecclesiastes 3:1 CSB)

Is the answer 50% Mary and 50% Martha? An endless pursuit of the ubiquitous balanced life which seems to elude us? I wonder whether striving for a perfect balance between these tendencies is a fruitless pursuit.

After all, is God calling us to a perfectly balanced life?

Did Jesus live a perfectly balanced life when zeal for His Father’s house consumed Him? Jesus lived a sinless life, with the balance rightfully tipped in favour of the will of The Father.

We’ll likely need to lift our head above the parapet of the prevailing culture and follow the leading of the Holy Spirit. We might have to disappoint the expectations of others for the sake of sitting at the feet of Jesus, learning from Him.

Our Lord Jesus looked at the joy set before Him and endured the cross. He set His eyes on things above, on what is eternal. He came to serve and not be served and yet prioritised prayer and time alone communing with His Father.

30% serving, 70% sitting at the feet of Jesus and listening. Now that sounds like a perfectly balanced life in Christ.

Distraction is a major tactic used by the enemy of our souls. This present age is rife with it. Opportunities abound to connect with people around the world, to shop at all hours, to travel extensively, to access vast amounts of information at the touch of a phone screen. I am expected to be ‘in the know’ and aware of all the important issues of the day. Of course, I do want to know, I don’t want to live in wilful ignorance or feel irrelevant.

There are wonderful opportunities for the good news of Jesus Christ to be shared globally. Believers from every continent can virtually gather, pray, and study the Bible together. Social justice efforts are multiplied as millions unite in support of various causes. This is such an exciting time to be alive. It is also such a distracting time to be alive.

Choices and opportunities (whether good or bad) often distract me from fixing my eyes on Jesus and focusing on what truly matters. I quickly forget that my priorities and the world’s priorities are not necessarily (or usually) God’s priorities.

I am constantly aware of all the things I have yet to learn/do/achieve/read/plan/prepare for. I am innately curious and love learning, yet at times the thought of reaching for my phone to ‘Google’ something, read a specialist article or pick up another literary masterpiece wearies me. There is wisdom in delayed gratification.

I crave quiet. I value it. At times I feel overwhelmed by the sheer amount of people and noise around me (which is surprising considering I live in a relatively small town).

For example, on Monday…

Cars/ vans/ trucks clutter the small road where I live—parked precariously on every corner. Local traffic is slow and heavy on what I assume will be a quiet day for travelling.

The neighbours are drilling/mowing/shouting outside on a lovely spring day as I sit in the garden, attempting to enjoy the quiet.

There is barely room to move in the local supermarket. Shopping trolleys dodge each other at the last minute, and I inevitably end up standing dangerously close to someone as I peruse the shelves for essentials. The self service machine's robotic voice asks me multiple questions, beeping continuously as I check out; do I have my own bag? Have I got a loyalty card? Am I paying cash or card?

Amongst all this my thoughts clamour for attention; how do I handle this new parenting phase? Am I praying enough about x, y and z? How can I make a long term career plan that is family friendly and viable? How are we going to find enough money for x,y and z? Oh, I haven't spoken to (insert family member or friend here) in a while! I should get in touch…And on it goes.

Then…does anyone else’s heart sink at the sound of their mobile phone ringing? (maybe that’s just me).

Life today is full to the brim. I strive to live a quiet life—but even with that lofty intention this ultra-connected, fast-food, fast-paced society is relentless. My dream of a distraction free life; living in a large barn conversion in remote countryside, (with only my family and a couple of donkeys for company) won’t be realised any time soon.

Distraction is a pervasive problem. I am too easily distracted by persistent struggles in my life and in the life of those around me. I am distracted by good opportunities. I am distracted by the potential each day holds and by disappointment when my best laid plans go awry. In the heat of fiery trials I am slow to think about growing in Christ-likeness, or to ponder how the fruit of the Spirit can be developed in me. I notice that these thoughts eventually come when I pause. When I stop talking/complaining/blaming. When I stop trying to fix everything.

When I pause and pray I more readily discern the negative influence of distraction. In those moments of quieting my heart, I can listen for God’s direction, wisdom and His way of peace. Practically, this looks like driving in silence rather than listening to a podcast or music ( even spiritually edifying ones!). Going into my bedroom, closing the door ( a do-not-disturb hint to my children) and reaching for my Bible. Ignoring the to-do list for an hour and praying. Fighting despondency, spiritual lethargy, decision fatigue and the easy comfort blanket of entertainment which distraction promises.

I am praying that the thorns of distraction will not choke the fruit of God’s word working in and through me.

‘Others are like seed sown among thorns; these are the ones who hear the word, but the worries of this age, the deceitfulness of wealth, and the desires for other things enter in and choke the word, and it becomes unfruitful.’ ( Mark 4:18-19 CSB)

There is a time for gathering information, for meetings, for working hard and serving. We are created to enjoy fulfilling work. God knows our limitations and the demands on our time. But the frenetic pace of today's world quickly leads to burn out and overwhelm. In the midst of frantic activities it is hard to turn our eyes upon Jesus and look full in His wonderful face.

Do the things of earth grow strangely dim when we are surrounded by crowds, noise and endless scrolling?

That’s why I love reading the Bible. It is unrelenting in the reality check it gives. It tells me plainly that without Jesus I can do nothing. It warns me if I try to salvage my life I may end up losing the meaning of it. It shares incredible stories of those who considered worldly achievements nothing compared to knowing Christ.

I plan to get a simple ‘no frills’ Bible to read and enjoy like an epic saga. I want an immersive experience; reading without stopping to take notes, highlight or research anything. I need regular washing in the water of the word, for my mind to be completely renewed. When I'm distracted, tired and overwhelmed, the last thing I want to do is study. But I usually want to read.

I will still reach for the books on my ever growing TBR (to be read) stack, but I also want to prioritise God’s word. It will be lovely to have a more relaxed, distraction free way to spend time soaking up the timeless truth and beauty of the scriptures.

It may be cliche; but I can smell spring in the air. The light shines earlier through my bedroom curtains each morning, the blackbirds are busy in my back garden—beaks crammed full with leaves and twigs in an early Spring nesting frenzy.

I’m anticipating fresh blooms on the trees. I’m ready for lingering in quiet moments outdoors…sipping hot tea in the garden…watching next doors large lumbering tree branches swaying lazily in the breeze. But thank God for Winter. Winter is a gift. I treasure even more the nuances of early Spring in the aftermath of Winter.

As Lauryn Hill sang in Everything is Everything:

‘Everything is everything
What is meant to be, will be
After winter, must come spring
Change, it comes eventually’

A warm welcome to all new (and long term) subscribers. May this collection of good and beautiful resources put an extra ‘Spring’ in your step!

Podcasts

• Karen Stiller on reclaiming a life of holiness.

• Christopher Ash on how Jesus is both the singer and the subject of the Psalms.

Art

• This gospel image (seen above) and art reflection on Christian Art.

• Fr Patrick van der Vorst of ‪@christianart‬ joins legendary composer Sir James MacMillan in front of one of Scotland’s most iconic paintings, The Monarch of The Glen by Edwin Landseer, to explore the story behind this masterpiece.

Poetry

• Ben Palpant on the release of his new book ‘An Axe For The Frozen Sea’

‘All these years later, poetry has come to play a significant part in my walk with God, which is why I set out at the start of 2024 to meet as many poets as I could and to spend an hour with each one—not to pepper them with questions, but to have a conversation that would lead us both further up and further in.

You might be asking, “Why interview poets?” To which I answer that I believe the best poets practice seeing what most of us overlook or take for granted. They know how to honor the particularities of human existence, thereby opening our eyes to see ourselves, God, and all of His creation with greater clarity and appreciation—an appreciation that leads from praise to greater praise. Poets draw us to attention. They help us sit up and take note, leading us to the heart of things and beyond the heart of things.

In other words, I believe poets can help us become more human—as God intended.’

• Amanda Nowlin’s moving poem on how some things are better left wild.

• INSPIRED BY LOVE AND ANGER ( John L. Bell b.1949 and Graham Maule b. 1958)

Articles

• ’s musings on God as a Writer.

‘Each gripping novel I finish builds my anticipation for the beautiful ending I know God is authoring right now—this very second in this world. I squeeze my children close and tell them that like every great writer, our Lord is doing a thing far greater than we could have dreamed. His beautiful ending will come, and I promise them it’s worth it.’

• Meredith Beatty on Reading Revelation Aloud.

‘Last summer I took a day to get away and fast and pray and part of that time I devoted to reading the whole book of Revelation aloud. Granted, this is probably not the way John meant it to be read aloud – one person, by themselves and to themselves. But this is the only book of the Bible that proclaims a blessing on those who read it, and read it aloud. Because of the length of the book and the intensity of the language, I had been intimidated to do it. I didn’t want any distractions or feelings of self-consciousness. But now was the perfect time.’

• Christopher A. Hall on the Psalms: Our Prayer Mentor.

‘There are, for instance, some people who really know how to pray and are worth imitating. King David comes to mind. A principal reason the ancient church prayed the Psalms again and again — some early monastic communities prayed all 150 Psalms each day — was the firm belief that through the repetition of the Psalms our character — our disposition toward God and our neighbor — is honed and healed. As we pray the Psalms, the dispositions of the psalmist become our own.’

• Luke Wollan on true learning looking like pain, not self-confirmation.

‘As I walked through my daily classes and busy schedule, I began to realize that learning was having an unexpected effect on me. It was not only deepening the grooves in my brain, but it was bringing me into a deeper understanding of who I was; how small I was.

The more I wrote down, studied, and pondered, the smaller I felt. Learning made me confident, but only in the feeling that I knew nothing.’

• Steve Midgley on ways of listening.

‘Listening, Proverbs tell us, is a matter of wisdom. For ‘to answer before listening—that is folly and shame’ (Proverbs 18:13). If we are going to speak truth specifically and incisively into a person’s life, we must know which truths we are going to choose. There are so many biblical truths to pick from; so many words from the Lord we could declare. Listening is what helps us decide which it is we are going to speak. Listening also helps us decide when and how we will speak that truth. Is this a situation for urgent words of warning or gentle words of encouragement. Only listening will help us decide.’

• on a birthday in despair and the hope of fruit amidst affliction.

‘Today, I am 30 years and 1 day old. I haven’t cried a single tear. And I haven’t fought them back either. My day has been filled with genuine smiles and laughter and (dare I say it?) some joy too. It feels a lot like the calm after the storm, but we know storms always come again. Maybe it’s more like a screaming babe finally falling asleep on his mother’s chest—a calm of exhaustion, but also comfort. I know I’m not out of the pit yet, and even when I am, it’s possible that another season will bring me sliding down here once again.’

• Theodore Brun on dispatches from the battlefield of imagination.

‘That night, perhaps unlike CS Lewis, I was not quite “the most dejected and reluctant convert in all England.” But I was certainly the most bewildered. ‘What have I let myself in for?’ I wondered as I walked away from that church on a dark, wet January night. I was certain that in crossing that threshold I had entered a new world. Even if it was true, as I believed – or as I now knew - I sensed that it was dangerous too. There was a wildness to what I had just witnessed that was both thrilling and disconcerting. And yet, after that encounter, I could no more have turned away from what I had discovered than stop the world turning. As the mathematician Blaise Pascal discovered in his own ‘night of fire’ – “certitude, certitude!” is a very precious gift, and one worth holding on to.’

• on All Things Brief and Beautiful.

‘Beauty still shows itself in a multitude of ways. The flowers from a friend on the mantelpiece. That new Bon Iver song. The person that held the door for me this morning. The taste of the Pho Bo I had for lunch. That feeling when your playlist hits just the right song at just the right time and it starts feeling like a soundtrack to a movie about your life. Holding hands. The little notifications on my phone screen of well-wishes from friends. The scarf that brought that little extra warmth on my walk.’

The Last Word

• on we are the church.

‘At the pulpit stands a pastor who prays for peace and mercy. And I, like so many, am tired, wondering how I’ll make it through another week. But together we hear of God's faithfulness. Together we sing of love and hope. Together we receive the body and blood of Christ. Together we remember Jesus is not dead, but alive.’

Grace and peace to you and yours,

Ishah Xx

We drew our chairs together into a tight circle, bowed our heads, gathering our thoughts in preparation for prayer. A lady sighed as she began to pray, “Lord, it can seem so overwhelming to pray for our persecuted brothers and sisters around the world. But You know all the situations they face. You know their needs. So we come to You in prayer once again…” I nod in silent agreement, I understand what she means. I often feel overwhelmed when I pray for believers who experience intense, violent persecution in places like North Korea, Somalia, Yemen, Sudan, Eritrea, Nigeria, Pakistan, Iran and Afghanistan.

I am truly blessed to be part of a church community that meets regularly for prayer, and routinely prays for Christians who suffer persecution. The latest updates from the persecuted church seem a million miles away from my experience of ordinary English suburban life. Their experiences sound so extreme, so frightening, so traumatic— that I am tempted to shrink back from praying out of a fear of inadequacy. How can I even begin to pray about these atrocities? This devastation? The injustices they face? How is a random (but sincere) 5 minute prayer going to help?

Surely 40 days of corporate prayer and fasting would be more effective?

But I pray anyway. Christ compels us to pray. Pray for 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 20 minutes. Pray daily. Pray weekly. By ourselves or with others. For the sake of our persecuted church family we must resist negative thinking, push past the overwhelm, and pray. We must not believe the lie that praying is pointless and ineffective. Even if we are in awe of their faith, comparing ourselves, wondering how we would fare in such circumstances. We wonder; would we be as faithful as they are? We battle with shame in our struggle to stand boldly for Christ—considering the precious religious freedoms we have.

‘Now faith is the reality of what is hoped for, the proof of what is not seen.’ (Hebrews 11:1 CSB)

They need our prayers now more than ever. God forbid that we neglect to pray due to feelings of inadequacy, overwhelm or simply a lack of faith in the power of prayer. This tests my faith and begs the question; will I believe God’s word on the effectiveness of prayer? Will I limit my prayers to my locality, my personal life or for situations where I can see an end?

I can’t see an end to persecution of Christians. It is happening now as I write, and always will until the return of Christ. This is a painful and dark reality, it feels grossly unjust—this is not the way things are supposed to be. The stories I hear of torture and killing chills me to the bone. The scope of it is so difficult to process. But we must face the fact that many will continue to die for their faith. The world is not worthy of these precious believers. They counted everything as loss for the wonder of knowing Christ. Their lives are testimony to this eternal truth; to live is Christ, to die is gain.

‘And what more can I say? Time is too short for me to tell about Gideon, Barak, Samson, Jephthah, David, Samuel, and the prophets, who by faith conquered kingdoms, administered justice, obtained promises, shut the mouths of lions, quenched the raging of fire, escaped the edge of the sword, gained strength in weakness, became mighty in battle, and put foreign armies to flight. Women received their dead, raised to life again. Other people were tortured, not accepting release, so that they might gain a better resurrection. Others experienced mockings and scourgings, as well as bonds and imprisonment. They were stoned, they were sawed in two, they died by the sword, they wandered about in sheepskins, in goatskins, destitute, afflicted, and mistreated.The world was not worthy of them. They wandered in deserts and on mountains, hiding in caves and holes in the ground.

All these were approved through their faith, but they did not receive what was promised, since God had provided something better for us, so that they would not be made perfect without us.’ (Hebrews 11: 32-40 CSB)

We must stand with our brothers and sisters, unseen and not personally known by us but known by our almighty Father who has compassion on them. He knows their needs and remains sovereign over their stories. When we stand strong in prayer they know it, they can feel it. This is the unseen work of being a good and faithful servant. They are upheld in the most heart wrenching of circumstances. They are inflicted in every way but not crushed, perplexed but not in despair, persecuted but not abandoned ( 2 Corinthians 4:8).

We must continue to pray that their faith will not fail under extreme pressure to renounce it, and pray that our faith in God’s providence over their lives would not fail. In the worst cases, we trust that even though outwardly their bodies are being destroyed (beatings, torture, affliction), inwardly they are being renewed each day (2 Corinthians 4:16). The wisdom of prayer is foolishness to the world, but it is the power of God for salvation to all who believe.

“My grandmother was a Christian, but I never knew,” says Jung Jik* from North Korea. “Every morning, when she cooked rice, she would mumble. Before she went to sleep, she sat down and mumbled. I thought she believed in some superstition, but looking back, I know that it was prayer.”

It was after escaping North Korea for the second time that Jung Jik first really encountered Christianity. A church cared for him and he learnt about the Bible, prayer and the Holy Spirit – all of which helped when he was captured again and returned to prison. “For the first time in my life, I really prayed to God: ‘Holy God, if You exist, please let me live!’” Amazingly, he escaped.

“God uses your prayers,” says Jung Jik, now in South Korea. “There is still a large underground church. Because you pray, many people are miraculously healed, and they experience God’s power. They come to faith… Because of your prayers, the underground church in North Korea is expanding.” — Jung Jik’s testimony, Open Doors UK

It is a challenge to stay upbeat and positive when we hear of the atrocities committed against our church family, but we are not called to always feel positive. It is right that we lament the situation whilst continuing to persevere in prayer, reminding ourselves that prayers of the righteous in Christ are powerful and effective (James 5:16). The eyes of the Lord roam the earth to strengthen those whose hearts are loyal to Him. His eye is on them, wherever they are in the world and His ear is attentive to their cries for help. He will strengthen their hearts as He strengthens ours.

Our prayers can seem futile and weak, but God uses our weakness to display His strength. He has chosen the weakness of our prayers to confound the wise. The testing of our faith through prayer is good; it produces endurance. Our persecuted family need us to endure with them.

Like Paul the Apostle during his persecution and trial before the authorities, all abandoned him—yet the Lord was with him. God is able to sustain those who are isolated, fleeing persecution, and fearing for their lives. Every prayer counts.

‘At my first defense, no one stood by me, but everyone deserted me. May it not be counted against them. But the Lord stood with me and strengthened me, so that I might fully preach the word and all the Gentiles might hear it. So I was rescued from the lion’s mouth. The Lord will rescue me from every evil work and will bring me safely into his heavenly kingdom. To him be the glory forever and ever! Amen.’ (2 Timothy 4: 16-18 CSB)

• Open Doors Prayer Diary Jan/Feb 2025 ( sign up on their website for updates)

• Sign up for Help The Persecuted Prayer Network

• The Prisoners of Hope Podcast tells the stories of Christians affected by persecution—people who are, as the prophet Zechariah once wrote, “Prisoners of Hope.”
  We’ll share how Christianity is anything but a coping mechanism for the faint of heart.
  We’ll learn about people who put their lives on the line for the sake of the Gospel.
  We’ll discover the Holy Spirit working in the world in ways that seem ripped straight from the Bible.
  We hope that your faith is solidified through these stories of redemption, suffering, and a good and faithful God who will stop at nothing to expand his kingdom across the world—and in your heart, too. Together, we’ll discover how God is transforming all Christians into Prisoners of Hope.

Welcome dear readers and friends. January is coming to an end and the year 2025 is in full swing. I wonder how you are feeling… Content? Hopeful? Stressed? Angry?

I am thankful to be approaching this last week of January with more peace and hope than I did at the beginning. Largely due to comfort found in the words of Christ, the faithful prayers of friends, my own prayers to the God who sees, and good books.

However and wherever you are as you read— I pray that this selection of goodness and beauty warms your heart and somehow meets you at the point of your need.

But first, if you don’t read anything else— please read this:

• Heidi Kellogg on to (almost) die is gain.

Art

My children and I are choosing one artist to focus on and enjoy each month. January’s choice was Camille Pissarro (1830-1903).

Biography (via the TATE Museum):

‘Jacob Abraham Camille Pissarro ( piss-AR-oh; French: [kamij pisaʁo]; 10 July 1830 – 13 November 1903) was a Danish-French Impressionist and Neo-Impressionist painter born on the island of St Thomas (now in the US Virgin Islands, but then in the Danish West Indies). His importance resides in his contributions to both Impressionism and Post-Impressionism.

In 1873 he helped establish a collective society of fifteen aspiring artists, becoming the "pivotal" figure in holding the group together and encouraging the other members. Art historian John Rewald called Pissarro the "dean of the Impressionist painters", not only because he was the oldest of the group, but also "by virtue of his wisdom and his balanced, kind, and warmhearted personality". Paul Cézanne said "he was a father for me. A man to consult and a little like the good Lord", and he was also one of Paul Gauguin's masters. Pierre-Auguste Renoir referred to his work as "revolutionary", through his artistic portrayals of the "common man", as Pissarro insisted on painting individuals in natural settings without "artifice or grandeur".

Pissarro is the only artist to have shown his work at all eight Paris Impressionist exhibitions, from 1874 to 1886. He "acted as a father figure not only to the Impressionists" but to all four of the major Post-Impressionists, Cézanne, Seurat, Gauguin, and van Gogh.’

I love that Pissarro encouraged fledgling artists, playing a pivotal role in shaping artistic community and development. A wise, kind and father-like mentor who influenced major figures in the Impressionist art movement and beyond.

Podcasts

• ‘In this conversation, Andrew Peterson shares his journey from being a pastor's kid to a successful songwriter and author. He discusses the importance of faith, creativity, and the influence of family and friends in shaping his life and work. Peterson reflects on the challenges of parenting, the creative process of writing for children, and the significance of community in his life. He also shares insights into his upcoming projects and the balance between career and spiritual life.’

• ‘In this episode, host Jay Kim converses with Rich Villodas, lead pastor of New Life Fellowship and an influential voice in spiritual formation. Together, they explore insights from Villodas's discipleship journey and his vision for a life of peace that draws deeply from God’s presence and loving attentiveness.

  With insights from his latest book, Good and Beautiful and Kind, Villodas challenges us to meet God’s grace with personal effort to encounter him, whether daily, weekly, monthly, or yearly, and provides practical guidance from his own spiritual rhythms.’

• ‘In this episode, Jay Y. Kim is joined by Sarah Cowan Johnson, a ministry trainer, consultant, coach, and author of Teach Your Children Well. Together they explore effective strategies for everyday family discipleship and discuss how parents can be expectant and aware of God’s presence and ongoing work in their children. Drawing on her extensive ministry experience, Johnson emphasizes the importance of parents leading the way in their children’s spiritual formation through attentiveness, countercultural choices, and intentionality in the ordinary moments of family life.’

• ‘Sarah Clarkson is a writer whose work centers on beauty and grief, story and quiet. She has written of herself, “I’m trying to write well about my own sorrow, and my own encounters with the beauty that defied my darkness and drew me into a life of creativity, quiet, and wonder.” She studied theology at Oxford University. She is the author or co-author of six books, most recently Reclaiming Quiet: Cultivating a Life of Holy Attention, which she wrote to answer her own questions about what it means to have a quiet mind in a fallen, screen-driven world. In this episode, Sarah and Jonathan Rogers discuss a better definition of quiet, the importance of physical presence, the dangers of screens, and the value of boredom.’

Articles

• On celebrating people while they are still with us.

‘My Mamaw always saw something in people that they could not see in themselves. I was no exception. My Mamaw loved me just the way I was (and said and showed that often) but she also loved me enough to gently push me. Sometimes not so gently, but with a switch! As if knowing my future calling, she threw Scripture, books, and people into my path that helped guide me into teaching. (I just wanted to be left alone and hide). When I became a teacher, she bragged about it. When it was time to make a big move, she was the one who prophesied it. When my wife wants to poke fun of me, she calls me Mamaw’s Boy.’

• on the writing life.

‘Every writer has a different part of the process that causes the most stress. For me it’s generally the first 80% or even 90% of the process. The part I love most is the last part: searching for the best word, moving the parts of sentences, refining, polishing, exacting.² Until I get to that point, I am generally despairing that I have the ability to do the project at all. I berate myself for agreeing to do it in the first place. What was I thinking? How did I get myself into this mess again??? Until I’m at those final steps of revision (which I love so much), it feels like I will never get there. I can’t see the end at all. I would completely despair if I hadn’t gone through the process so many times that I know I will get there regardless of how I feel. I have learned to trust the process. But still, in the process, what I feel is stress.

So the first thing that’s stressful about being a writer is, in short, writing.’

• words of wisdom to his preaching friends.

‘In the end, when we walk to the pulpit, we are bringing with us a completely human self full of doubts, fears, uncertainty, willingness, study, ideas, dedication, and spirit. It is not everything we would want it to be, but Jesus has a way of taking a few small gifts, willingly given into his hands, and blessing his people through the preaching of his word.’

• on hell beginning with a grumbling mood.

‘The slow drift happens quietly. What begins as a bad mood can settle into a habit of negativity. Discontent takes root, and before long, bitterness begins to bloom. Joy fades. Hope feels distant. Our hearts become closed off—less tender, less trusting, less alive.’

• Tim Challies on the prosperity gospel we sometimes all believe in.

‘I know better than this. I know that the call to follow God is the call to submit everything to him and be willing to live within the circumstances he deems suitable. It’s to believe that this is my Father’s world rather than mine so that the version of reality he reveals is superior to the one I might desire. It’s to bank not just eternity on him, but time as well and not just to trust him with what follows death but with what comes before it as well.’

Music

• More Great Articles!

• on a beautiful Epiphany tradition.

‘Just as the paperwhite emerges and blooms in the light, Epiphany celebrates the light of Christ revealed to the world and the call for us to grow in faith and understanding.’

• on rambling through the streets of Oxford.

‘Today, I’m walking around the city of Oxford—one of the most beautiful places in the world—and thinking about why I keep coming here. What it comes down to, at the heart of it, is trying to make myself feel small again².’

• on going where you’re invited.

‘I once prepared brunch for a new acquaintance and her family. She never showed up. We had arranged it in person, and I didn't yet have her number, so there was no way to call. After waiting two hours, my hungry kids and I sat down to eat the food I'd worked so hard to make—baked French toast, maple-caramalized bacon, fruit salad, apple cake.

I saw the woman a few days later at the gym and asked where she'd been. Apparently, her kid had hockey that morning. She said she didn't realize theirs was the only family invited, so she didn't think it would be a big deal not to show up. We are still courteous when we meet, but we never made plans again.’

• on heaven is other people.

‘The Reformed friends among us have jokingly (and at times seriously) referred to the “frowning providence of God”—that cold notion that in his foreknowledge and election, we’ve been chosen by the mercy of God. But God isn’t really all that happy about it. Or happy with us, for that matter. For many Christians, the well-placed desire to emphasize the love of God has caused us to lose touch with one of the most critical parts of the life of Jesus one could ever ponder and consider.

God actually likes you. And he actually likes being with you.’

• Another great one from on repentance.

‘The problem is that I am a human being living in a broken world and sometimes I find it easier to be broken along with everything else around me. Repentance is a part of my ongoing experience with God because I do what I do not want to do.’

• on how easily we forget we are planted.

‘How easily we forget— and maybe that is why

we must kneel, and feel the earth.

Maybe that is why we must get dirty,

and press seeds, with bent backs and cracking knees.’

New Books (I can’t wait to read!)

• ‘If you’ve been around the church for any length of time, you’ve probably experienced hurt, whether from leaders or fellow members. We understand; most of us have scars too. But the local church is the bride of Christ and God’s plan to bless the world. These eclectic essays highlight many of those blessings, from how local churches have faithfully cared for the children of divorced parents to the many ways the body of Christ lifts our eyes from our morbid introspection—all while highlighting the wonderful truth that, through all the sin and sorrow, Jesus continues to build his church.

  Broken but Beautiful is edited by Benjamin Vrbicek and has contributions from many of the Gospel-Centered Discipleship staff writers and editors, as well as other writing partners of the ministry. Contributions are included from Rob Bentz, Lara d’Entremont, Timarie Friesen, Brianna Lambert, Chrys Jones, Erin Jones, Glenna Marshall, Timothy M. Shorey, Tom Sugimura, James Williams, Jeremy Writebol, and others.’

• Leah Boden’s new series on C S Lewis, Charlotte Mason and Princess Aina:

Whew—it was a long one this month. May the Lord bless us and keep us as we journey into February together.

Grace and peace to you and yours,

Ishah Xx

The funeral service of my beloved Grandmother stands out in my memory. Affectionately known as ‘Mother (Mama) Kelly’ she loved God and others with a quietness and confidence that characterised her strength. The service took place on a bright, but cold, February morning. The church soon became standing room only—packed with family, friends, and all whom she had embraced as close family filling every available space.

As I listened to tributes and stories about her character I noticed a distinct theme— like a golden thread woven around every person she had encountered in her lifetime.

The golden thread of prayer.

Mother Kelly was a praying woman. I recalled how family gatherings, no matter how ordinary or small, would end with her grabbing a nearby hand and quietly requesting that we “breathe a little word of prayer”.

As natural as breathing, she spoke gently. Her prayers were not particularly eloquent or polished. They were heartfelt and specific, demonstrating complete trust that the One she prayed to listened to every word.

I remember three word prayers such as “Lord keep them”, “Lord bless them” or “Lord guide them”. But this was all that needed to be said. I always felt comforted by the humility of her prayers. I witnessed a woman who knew her God; who believed that God is willing and able to help us in our time of need, that He rewards those that diligently seek Him. She took every opportunity to pray.

One of my heart's desires is to leave a legacy of prayer that lives on long after I am gone. A ‘behind closed doors’ with no one watching legacy of prayer.

I often think about all the prayers she must have prayed for me, not only with me but in her own private prayer times. I am overwhelmed with gratitude at the thought. I think about my other grandparents who were also believers in Jesus Christ… my mum and stepdad…friends…countless church members since childhood and their prayers for me over many years. What had I done to deserve such grace? Nothing.

What a merciful heavenly Father I have that He would move people to pray for me. Not necessarily because I have requested prayer, but because of their love and concern for me.

Many times I have drifted away from the path God has for me, many times I have been stubborn and unwise in my decisions, many times I have been downright presumptuous in my sins…yet even so…God makes sure that someone, somewhere, is praying for me.

He is doing the same for you. You may not be aware of any believers in your life who have prayed for you. Those close to you may even oppose your faith in Christ or seek to discourage your faith. But be encouraged, the Lord Jesus Himself is praying for you.

‘Who is the one who condemns? Christ Jesus is the one who died, but even more, has been raised; he also is at the right hand of God and intercedes for us.’ (Romans 8:34 CSB)

His Holy Spirit is praying for you.

‘In the same way the Spirit also helps us in our weakness, because we do not know what to pray for as we should, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with inexpressible groanings. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because he intercedes for the saints according to the will of God.’ (Romans 8:26-27 CSB)

God is able to lead any of His people to pray for you at any time. We would be astonished if we knew the number of prayers prayed for us over the course of our lives. I am eternally grateful for the golden thread of prayer others have wrapped around my life. Where would I be without the grace of God made manifest through the heartfelt, Spirit led prayers of His faithful people?

Where would you be without the faithful prayers of those in your own life? May we also weave a golden thread of prayer around the lives of others. Leaving a legacy of prayer that lasts.

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I’d finally taken some time to write an article on the theme of abundance. The submission brief required me to describe where I saw abundance in my own life. While mulling this over the word ‘thriving’ came to mind.

Questions rushed in thick and fast- Am I thriving in my marriage? In motherhood? At work? In church? In my finances? In my friendships?

The answers were mixed—yes and no—in very unequal measure. Words like abundant and thriving are uncompromising, you either are or you are not. There is no middle ground here. No line to walk, no fence to sit on.

The minutes ticked by as frustration and discouragement rose in my heart. This publication didn’t want an article highlighting my lack of abundance, so what would I write about? At that moment, the kind prompting of God's Spirit gently reminded me of Jesus’ teaching in the gospel of Luke; that my life is not made up of the abundance of my possessions.

Someone from the crowd said to him, “Teacher, tell my brother to divide the inheritance with me.” “Friend,” he said to him, “who appointed me a judge or arbitrator over you?” He then told them, “Watch out and be on guard against all greed, because one’s life is not in the abundance of his possessions.”

( Luke 12:13-15 CSB )

Jesus then went on to tell the crowd a story about a rich man, who had such an abundance of wealth and resources that he had to build bigger storage for it all. He then congratulated himself on his achievements and planned to relax and enjoy it all for himself. Little did he know he would die that night and leave it all behind.

A sobering story, and a reminder for us all that whatever abundance we perceive to have is not solely for our own satisfaction and pleasure in life. Abundance that only benefits ourselves is no abundance at all. Real abundance is growing in and pursuing whatever delights the heart of God.

The reality is; I came into this world possessing nothing and for certain I will leave the same. All I have is from Him, and whatever cannot be shaken is the abundance that remains.

After further reflection I re-framed the question:

Where do I see goodness?

In the Father of lights who does not change like shifting shadows (James 1:17). He is the one who places good and perfect gifts in my life. The gift of my two children graciously entrusted into my care. The gift of marriage— helping me learn (daily) the meaning of love and faithfulness, forgiveness and the million little ways forsaking selfishness leads to peace.

I see the goodness of God in creation; sky, land, water, mountains, trees and the abundance of creatures that inhabit this world. All given by a generous, lavish Creator to enjoy and keep.

Where do I see growth?

In a growing awareness of Christ in me the hope of glory; He has put treasure in this ordinary earthen vessel. I see growth in trusting the character of God, that He is for me not against me.

Where do I see flourishing?

In my God given capacity to create, being made in the Creator's image— A meal cooked with love, writing from my heart, or thinking up new activities to spark my children’s imaginations on gloomy, rainy days inside.

In moments when I am quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to get angry. When I stop complaining and actually pray. Defying the anxiety within, trusting His love for me.

Does the abundant life exclude those who struggle in their marriages? who feel they will never be debt free? who are staggering under the weight of immense grief and loss?

No. He came to heal broken hearts and bind up wounds.

In Christ, abundance is in knowing Him. Better is one day with Him than a thousand anywhere else.

‘Israel, put your hope in the Lord. For there is faithful love with the Lord, and with him is redemption in abundance.’ ( Psalm 130:7 CSB )

January is a good time to think about where we see goodness, growth and flourishing in our lives. My word for this year (yes I love prayerfully choosing a word and a verse for the year—I can’t resist!) is Know. The verse is Hosea 6:3. I pray that we will all press on to know the Lord more in 2025, for He has promised to be with us (Matthew 28:20).

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