I contributed a chapter to a wonderful project called Soul Bare – ed. Cara Sexton, and I’m delighted to announce that it’s being published by IVP in Aug 2016.
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February was all writing for two weeks, then all people slots for two weeks because of Jon’s Significant Birthday. (So probably makes sense that March involved so much resting – hence why this What I’m Into February is so late… More on Immobile March soon!)
I took my lead from the wise and brave Abby Norman, and declared it ‘gentle January’. (I discovered that if you make it into a hashtag, then it becomes a ‘thing’). Here are the latest book and music recommendations plus ideas for Lent
On Christmas Day itself I couldn’t really interact, but I was well enough to witness, and as one friend pointed out to me, that’s mainly what Christmas Day is about, anyway – watching the youngest member of the family rip open gifts in excitement.
My top five favourite fiction books of 2015 – it’s all about quality, not quantity. Why All the Light You Cannot See really is worth the hype, plus more amazing books by Ann Patchett, author of Bel Canto
For my ‘Best Christian books of 2015’, I have to add a huge caveat: I was particularly looking for books on the particular topics I cover on the blog: the spirituality of suffering, doubt, relating to God in hard times, chronic illness, social justice and others.
This month I was published in The Spectator, Liberti Magazine, Magnet Magazine. I made a 30 seconds or less video that was 40 seconds. And I went to the opera. Don’t ask me what the weather was like this month. I don’t think I saw much of it, or much of anyone else.
I watched rugby! For the first time in my life, I watched rugby and almost understood it. What’s more, I actually enjoyed it. For a spectator, it’s vastly superior to a football match. There’s always something happening – surfing over the line with the ball, or a kick, or wrestling someone to the ground, or a group hug, or a ballet jump. Plus, when there’s a foul, it’s not someone jumping in the air and clinging onto their ankle like a baby. If there’s a foul in rugby, you’re gonna see some actual blood.