We looked at each other, and we just knew. She told me about her child’s cancer diagnosis, and I told her about my weakening legs.
I’m thinking of all who are waiting for the Light, in the midst of dark times. And I’m thankful for the Prophets – both biblical and contemporary, who remind us to see with spiritual eyes, beyond the darkness and war, to the peace and Light that will come.
A month ago I ‘spoke’ at a church in Exeter via a pre-recorded video interview. After they saw it, I called in and we had twenty minutes of Live Q&A via phone. There were some excellent questions, which I tried to do justice to in my answers. Here’s the audio and the transcript.
The Holy Spirit is like the wind – invisible and hard to predict… You can’t schedule God in the same way you can’t schedule joy
The Orlando shooting, the murder of Jo Cox MP, an attempt on Donald Trump’s life all make us wonder why some people choose to commit murder, and how we label it…We want something to blame. Evil has crashed into our lives, and it’s terrifying.
I want to say it loudly: the claim that you will always feel God’s peace during suffering is a myth. No matter how mature a Christian you are, sometimes you suffer and God feels desperately absent. Sometimes there’s an explanation in hindsight. Sometimes there’s a lesson learned from it. But sometimes there’s just silence and mystery.
To the person who feels everlastingly behind, behind, behind—you are not forgotten. You don’t have to catch up. This is just Winter. Spring will come. You’re doing just fine.
For me, this is what liturgy is. It is the guide-rope of centuries of Christian voices who whisper to future generations – this is the way out of the dark. Just hang on and follow it out.