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Earthly Use

They talk about being “so heavenly minded to be of no earthly use”. I’d like to smash this myth… …the inference of this statement is that thinking outside the supernatural order and realm of things has a limited shelf life (a little is OK but a lot isn’t) but this isn’t quite the point: EvenContinue reading “Earthly Use”

Aslan is Nearer

THE LION, THE WITCH AND THE WARDROBE ~ Excerpt from Chapter 11: “Aslan is Nearer” “Now they were steadily racing on again. And soon Edmund noticed that the snow which splashed against them as they rushed through it was much wetter than it had been all last night. At the same time he noticed thatContinue reading “Aslan is Nearer”

Paradise: Why Remona Aly’s Heaven is Nowhere Near Good Enough

Before reading, CLICK HERE & listen to Remona’s 2 minute feature on Chris Evan’s Radio 2 Pause for Thought from earlier this week. Start at 2:50 hours. This week’s blog is indebted to a good friend who wrote to me requesting that I have a listen to Remona’s view of spirituality in the radio show,Continue reading “Paradise: Why Remona Aly’s Heaven is Nowhere Near Good Enough “

The Places We Call Home

Space When you’re relaxed and at peace, when things are sweet between you and God, (currently not just fundamentally), you tend to notice things. This is because the spaces that you need in order to hear, and the discipline that you need in order to listen, are too often rammed with the traffic fumes ofContinue reading “The Places We Call Home”

The Wrong Side of the Door

Whenever I take a photograph or see someone else taking one, this is what I think about: C.S.Lewis – From his essay The Weight of Glory

Earthly Use

I’d like to debunk a myth this morning that says, and even warns, that it’s possible to be ‘so heavenly minded to be of no earthly use’.

In Philippians 3:14 Paul smashes that notion by saying…

Capture

I think of this section in the essay most when I feel that urge to ‘capture’ – ie what I call the response to beauty that we all have to somehow press pause, bottle what we are in awe of in the hope of then being able to sip it very slowly like an aged, 50-year old single malt – to more slowly savour what we faintly taste.

Heaven Is My Home

Ancient Skies

The Greek word for ‘creation’ is ‘poema’, the root word for poem. If you look at the sky on a crisp, clear night and begin counting the countless twinkling stars; or if you feel the fading warmth of a day’s heat on your face as you watch the sun dip under the dusty horizon ofContinue reading “Ancient Skies”

“The Heavenlies” – A Peretti Pastiche (Part 1 of 2)

One There was an unusual air of excitement in the city of Exeter that hot summer’s evening as the University students began to flood into the local pubs, bars, and Off Licences. In fact, it wasn’t quite evening, still late afternoon, and already the streets were seething with young revellers following the recent culmination ofContinue reading ““The Heavenlies” – A Peretti Pastiche (Part 1 of 2)”