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How Nature Resets our Minds and Bodies

By Anita Mathias

The sky and sea soon turn red, St. Paul's Bay, Malta

The bay where St. Paul was shipwrecked, Malta. From our Christmas holiday there.

I am in Corfu on holiday, mainly walking on beaches and forests, and totally resetting my mind, body and most of all, spirit!!

I have excerpted two articles I read recently on the healing, restorative powers of nature on both brain and body

How Nature Resets our Minds and Bodies (The Atlantic) : According to this interesting article in the Atlantic, “nature restores mental functioning in the same way that food and water restore bodies.

Psychologists studying attention restoration theory, or ART, say that unlike draining urban environments, forests, streams, rivers, lakes, and oceans demand very little from us, though they’re still engaging, ever changing, and attention-grabbing. They give us the chance to think as much or as little as we’d like, and the opportunity to replenish exhausted mental resources.

Healers in Japan and Germany have long heralded the benefits of natural therapy, recognizing that humankind has spent 99.99 percent of its history living in natural environments. People who are exposed to natural scenes aren’t just happier or more comfortable; the very building blocks of their physiological well-being also respond positively to natural therapy.

Natural environments promote calmness and well-being in part because they expose people to low levels of stimulation.   Interesting locations, including busy natural environments, are so beneficial that physicians have begun to suggest that they might offer a cheap and effective way to lessen the effects of certain cancers.  Nature is an inexpensive and effective tool for dulling the impact of illness, and the intrusion of everyday stress.”

Easing Brain Fatigue with a Walk in the Park (The New York Times)

“Scientists known for some time that the human brain’s ability to stay calm and focused is limited and can be overwhelmed by the constant noise and hectic, jangling demands of modern life, sometimes resulting in a condition informally known as brain fatigue.

With brain fatigue, you are easily distracted, forgetful and mentally flighty.

But an innovative new study from Scotland suggests that you can ease brain fatigue simply by strolling through a leafy park.

The idea that visiting green spaces like parks or tree-filled plazas lessens stress and improves concentration is not new. Researchers have long theorized that green spaces are calming, requiring less of our so-called directed mental attention than busy, urban streets do. Instead, natural settings invoke “soft fascination,” a beguiling term for quiet contemplation, during which directed attention is barely called upon and the brain can reset those overstretched resources and reduce mental fatigue.

Previous studies have found that people who live near trees and parks have lower levels of cortisol, a stress hormone, in their saliva than those who live primarily amid concrete, and that children with attention deficits tend to concentrate and perform better on cognitive tests after walking through parks or arboretums.

The use of portable EEGs   confirmed the idea that green spaces lessen brain fatigue.

Jenny Roe, a lecturer at Heriot-Watt’s School of the Built Environment, who oversaw the study said “Natural environments still engage the brain,  but the attention demanded is effortless. It’s called involuntary attention in psychology. It holds our attention while at the same time allowing scope for reflection,”

The study suggests that you should consider “taking a break from work,” Dr. Roe said, and “going for a walk in a green space or just sitting, or even viewing green spaces from your office window.” This is not unproductive lollygagging, Dr. Roe helpfully assured us. “It is likely to have a restorative effect and help with attention fatigue and stress recovery.”

 

Filed Under: In which I Spot God in Nature Tagged With: Nature, restorative effects of nature, therapeutic

Wandering in Corfu in 7 Quick Takes

By Anita Mathias

Halikouna Beach, Corfu

Halikouna Beach, Corfu

A Day in Corfu in 7 Quick Takes

1 A glorious day in Corfu. Walked for miles, okay 7.22 km to be exact, on the Korission Lagoon, ocean on one side, a manmade lagoon, now a nature reserve on the other. We had the beach entirely to ourselves for hours, an unexpected experience of a lonely planet.

Halikouna Beach, Corfu, all to ourselves.

Halikouna Beach, Corfu, all to ourselves.

Korission Lagoon, Corfu

Korission Lagoon, Corfu

2 The Corfiots are a truly friendly helpful people, who go out of their way to help you—driving miles out of their way and asking us to follow us to the Lagoon when their English and our Greek could not patch together understandable directions.

Philoxenia, kindness to strangers, is a value they prize—and in line with a recent New York Times article that kindness, helpfulness and generosity actually help you get ahead in business and in life, this artless philosophy is good business. Tourism is the major source of income, and nobody who comes to Corfu could fail to want to come again, or recommend it!

This openness is apparent in the airport, the most borderless I’ve seen (apart from driving into the Republic of Ireland from Northern Ireland. Turn the corner, see the EU starry symbol, and a welcome to Ireland, and there you are)! In Corfu, we just walked through a line holding up an EU passport, which an official perfunctorily eyeballed. We had a US and a UK passport on us being dual citizens, but quickly produced the British one, and we were through in seconds. No stamps, and such like fuss!

I look forward for the day when Europe will be truly one country,  the United States of Europe, like the United States of America. What a fascinating powerhouse it will be!

3 Corfu has all the blessings and abundance of a beneficent climate. Every garden has a lemon tree, and often an orange and fig tree or so.

A lemon tree just outside our apartment.

A lemon tree just outside our apartment.

The lemons are huge and ripe

The lemons are huge and ripe

A roadside orange tree.

A roadside orange tree.

In the credit crunch, which disproportionately hit Greece, many Greeks have found it makes sense to go back to the countryside, where is easier to survive with little cash.

We saw signs of this parallel economy, living off the land, everywhere. Two older women in head scarves wandered among the lagoon, then walked back with a massive bunch of wild onions, with thick, long, leek-like leaves. Voila, a nutrient rich, anti-viral aromatic  wild onion soup for dinner, and for free. Men walked into the lagoon with massive nets, an apparently fool-proof method of catching fish.

Wild onions growing on the thin strip of land between Halikouna Beach and the Korission Lagoon.

Wild onions growing on the thin strip of land between Halikouna Beach and the Korission Lagoon.

Gardens had crowded chicken coops, or flocks of kids and lamb–ethical tax-free wealth!!

A flock of chickens near the Korission Lagoon, Corfu.

A flock of chickens near the Korission Lagoon, Corfu.

An enclosure of sheep and goats near Korission Lagoon, Corfu.

An enclosure of sheep and goats near Korission Lagoon, Corfu.

I had Greek salad and little cheese pies with fresh ricotta for dinner. The restaurant owner told me that he had grown or made every ingredient in the salad himself—including the olives and the olive oil and even the yummy fresh feta!

I was charmed by the living off the land I saw, women harvesting the thyme and rosemary and sage growing wild off the fields, families with their own olives and lemons and chickens and kid goats. But the restaurant owner said sadly, “I work, work, work. I wish I could travel like you, but I may never have money to. How long do you think this economic crisis will last?”

Living off the land, working in the sun is a romantic idea, and a healthy one—but yeah, no money to travel—that would be a major drawback.

4 The Olive.

Colonization leaves behind a richness of  ideas and imports and customs, even while it strips the colonies. In the big scale of things, the Columbian Exchange probably did more good than harm. (And incidentally, immigration today brings about the cross-fertilization of ideas, customs, culture and cuisine that colonization once did.)

Anyway, Corfu was ruled by the Venetians for 400 years, and they badly wanted olive oil, and olive wood for their ships. So they encouraged every family to plant some olive trees, offering peasants who planted 100 trees a cash bonus. Today, there are 3.5 million olive trees in Corfu, and every family owns a few.

The olive groves are shady and extraordinarily beautiful, and remind me of the Garden of Olives in Gethsemane, some trees 500 years old.

A terraced olive grove in Corfu.

A terraced olive grove in Corfu.

The Corfiots eccentrically don’t prune their trees. Saint Spirodon, the island’s beloved saint, appeared and told them it was cruel to harvest or beat trees. So the unpruned trees grow thick and gnarled, and the Corfiots spread a mesh beneath the trees, and harvest the fallen olives. We saw middle-aged men and women working beneath them with a wheelbarrow.

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Olive grove — note the rolled up netting.

5 I love the donkeys on the island, and have petted every one. Yesterday, we saw a traditional olive mill in the Theotokos monastery. The acolyte explained how donkeys were harnessed to the spokes around the basin and walked around it, crushing the olives, extracting the oil.

“We saw donkeys on the island,” Roy said brightly, delighted by Corfu. The monk looked at him with infinite tact and pity. “Not the same donkeys,” he explained eventually, and very kindly. “Maybe their great-grandchildren.”

A friendly donkey in Paleokastristra, Corfu.

A friendly donkey in Paleokastristra, Corfu.

6 Corfu has its own seasons—daffodils appear in January. By April, the gardens are in full bloom, purple Judas trees blaze in the countryside, and there is a profusion of wild flowers.

Lovely purple flowers on a Judas tree by the road.

Lovely purple flowers on a Judas tree by the road.

 

Filed Under: In which I Travel and Dream

Images from Corfu: The Garden of the Gods

By Anita Mathias

We are in Corfu for the week, and are greatly enjoying it.

The sea views are amazing, and I have never seen such lovely turquoise seas. Love the rock formations.

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The view from our apartment

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A cove on the “Main Beach” at Paleokastristra.

 

Some of the many cliffs that surround Paleokastistra.

Some of the many cliffs that surround Paleokastistra.

The "Main Beach", one of six beaches at Paleokastistra.

The “Main Beach”, one of six beaches at Paleokastistra.

Gerald Durrell blamed himself for making Corfu such a popular holiday destination.

I blame Gerald Durrell (who incidentally was born in the same small town as I was, Jamshedpur, India!!) for the hordes of the most gorgeous stray dogs and cats everywhere.

Two friendly strays outside the monastery.

Two friendly strays outside the monastery.

The only dog allowed into the monastery.

The only dog allowed into the monastery.

Irene, who loves his books told me of a scene in “The Garden of the Gods,” where Durrell asks the owner of a pregnant dog for a puppy. The Durrells already had four dogs, and their mother had refused to have any more. However, he reckoned that if he arrived with a puppy, their mother would not say no. So the owner shows up with a pup, but not the one Gerry wanted. When he goes back with her, he hears the ground barking and heaving. She had buried the blind pups alive, and excavates them, their mouths filled with soil from their barking.  The more they barked, the more soil entered, until they would have choked to death. He showers her with his best Greek curses and takes them home, and his mother lets him keep them. All of them! Wondering if the descendants of these fabulous eleven now populate Corfu.

We went to the Paleokastristra Monastery, also called Theotokos Monastery this morning. My, what a monastery—quite unlike any Catholic monastery I’ve seen. A strong odour of cat’s pee. Dozens of beautiful cats all over, on the grape arbour, in the courtyards, mating on roofs, tiny newborn kittens suckling in cardboard boxes.

 

Four cats on the grape arbour.

Four cats on the grape arbour.

The most spectacular view from the courtyards of the glittering Ionian sea.39-DSCN6630

Glorious icons and mosaics.

Mosaic in an alcove under he grape arbour.

Mosaic in an alcove under the grape arbour.

Mosiac in an alcove under the grape arbour.

Mosiac in an alcove under the grape arbour.

 

Icon of the Virgin (In the church)

Icon of the Virgin (In the church)

The communion of saints (Painting in the church)

The communion of saints (Painting in the church)

Ceiling painting of the Trinity, and the Virgin.

Ceiling painting of the Trinity, and the Virgin.

I particularly loved the layout, gracious courtyards beneath grape arbours. Another thing which struck me was the complete absence of the cat-loving monks.

A bell tower typical of the area.

A bell tower typical of the area.

Anita and Irene test the echoing well.

Anita and Irene test the echoing well.

 

The monastery's upper courtyard.

The monastery’s upper courtyard.

Walked to modestly named Bella Vista with startling views of the Ionian islands, and explored a couple of gorgeous beaches.

View from Bella Vista

View from Bella Vista

View from Bella Vista

View from Bella Vista

View from Bella Vista (Note peninsula with Paleokastritsa Monastery)

View from Bella Vista (Note peninsula with Paleokastritsa Monastery)

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Our Garden on Easter Sunday

By Anita Mathias

The wintry weather has delayed the daffodils, so we have mainly Hellebores.

Crocus Pickwick (?)

Crocus Pickwick (?)

 

Bed of Helbores

Bed of Helbores

 

 

Yellow spotted Heleborus. (Yellow is the rarest colour or Hellebore)

Yellow spotted Heleborus. (Yellow is the rarest colour of Hellebore)

 

 

Heleborus Purpurescens (?)

Heleborus Purpurescens (?)

 

Close up

Close up

 

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Helleborus Foetidus.

Helleborus Foetidus. They self=seed freely, and we have lots.

 

A closer view of the flowers that usually face down.

A closer view of the flowers that usually face down.

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Fritillaria imperilais lutea, emerging from underground.

Fritillaria imperialis lutea, emerging from underground.

Waterperry gardens, the snow looks like crests on the sea (at least to me)

Waterperry gardens, the snow looks like crests on the sea (at least to me)

Saxifrage (from Waterperry's national collection of saxifrages)

Saxifrage (from Waterperry’s national collection of saxifrages)

Saxifrage (from Waterperry's national collection of saxifrages)

Saxifrage (from Waterperry’s national collection of saxifrages)

Filed Under: In which I dream in my garden

In which Heaven will be like Handel’s Messiah on Good Friday at the Royal Albert Hall

By Anita Mathias

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Yesterday, on Good Friday, I listened to the Royal Choral Society sing Handel’s Messiah at the Royal Albert Hall.

Gorgeous, glorious, a worship experience in itself. I sat still for most of it tears streaming down my face, as I listened to prophecies of the gentle lamb that was slain, who before his shearers was dumb, who becomes the lamb upon the throne hailed by ecstatic choirs:

Blessing and honour, glory and power
Be unto Him, be unto Him
That sits upon the throne, and unto the Lamb

 Worthy is the Lamb that was slain

And has redeemed us to God, by His blood
To receive power and riches, and wisdom
And strength, and honour, and glory, and blessing

And who, as the Kingdom of this world becomes the Kingdom of our Lord, and of his Christ, in the ultimate triumph of meekness and gentleness, is worshipped as the King of Kings, and Lord of Lords who shall reign forever and ever.

* * *

Tradition has it that moved by the majesty of the music, King George II stood as the Hallelujah Chorus began, and remained standing. And following the custom of standing when the King stood, the entire audience stood too.

Certainly, everyone in the Royal Albert Hall stood yesterday–the music was too majestic not to!!–though, in America, some in audiences insist on remaining seated through it.

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Legend has it too that Handel’s servant came upon soon after he composed the Hallelujah Chorus and reported him saying, “I did think I saw heaven open, and saw the very face of God.” I don’t doubt it. The music is divine!

And if the music in heaven is anything like The Hallelujah Chorus, my, what a treat we have in store for us.

 

Linking with Laura Boggess http://www.lauraboggess.com/

 

Filed Under: random Tagged With: Great Christian music, Handel's Messiah, heaven

In which God Chose to Let There Be Darkness as Well as Light–and Pronounced Them Both Good

By Anita Mathias

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cupcakemugshot: Let there be light (via Christolakis)
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Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.

And God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light. 4 God saw that the light was good, and he separated the light from the darkness. 5 God called the light “day,” and the darkness he called “night.” 

31 God saw all that he had made, and it was very good. (Gen 1: 2-31)

* * *

Darkness and formlessness were the natural state of things. But God loves order and light.

And with four words God created light out of the darkness and formlessness in which he did not delight.

Dawn, sunrise, sunlight, blazing sunsets.

All good.

And he could have given us a world of these, of sunrise and sunset and sunny days.

But he chose to leave darkness. For rest.

And for his own mysterious purposes.

And God pronounced this world, of light and darkness, of birth and death, of babyhood and old age, of beginnings and ends, very good.

* * *

In that beautiful Last Supper, Jesus sits with John, who adored him, practically draped on him. And on the other side, Judas. Sweet love and bitter hate on either side. And, in front of him, his father, on whom the eyes of his heart were ever fixed.

While they were eating, Jesus took bread, and when he had given thanks, he broke it. (Matt 26:26)

Within a day, he would be dead, and he knew it. And he gave thanks before the brokenness.

For this is the world the Lord has made, there is light, and there is darkness, and God pronounced it very good.

Darkness will turn to light again and again, and one day we will leave this earth we so love, and this life we so love, and be with him who is all “light, and in whom there is no darkness at all.” (1 John 1:5).

* * *

The Spirit of God hovers over the world, insistently hovers, and so we can forth into it knowing that God, the great alchemist can bring good out of everything, all the darkness that sometimes oppresses us.

 

Filed Under: Genesis Tagged With: blog through the Bible project, darkness, Genesis, Light

“Acting Justly, Loving Mercy and Walking Humbly”: a guest post by Matthew Currey of Tearfund

By Anita Mathias

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Matthew Currey

I am honoured to host this guest post from Matthew Currey of Tearfund. 

Matt Currey is a disciple seeking to follow Jesus. He works for the charity Tearfund as part of the IMPACT UK team, seeking to play a part in bringing hope and transformation to those living in poverty in the UK.

He lives in West London, and loves music, food, film, reading, writing, volunteering, good coffee, local parks, exploring life and playing with his amazing family.

He also blog/engages through The Breathe Network  and is part of St John’s Church in Southall 

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“Jesus’ existence made it undeniably clear that changing the human heart and changing human society are not separate tasks” Henri Nouwen

I was inspired, heartened and challenged by Anita’s post and subsequent discussions last week to Remember the Poor. As someone who works for the charity Tearfund and who has a passion for issues of poverty and injustice it’s encouraging to see people really engaging, exploring and taking action in this area. For me, beyond any professional/work capacity, as a Christian the issue of Justice and God’s heart for the poor, the broken, the marginalised is something that in my view should be at the heartbeat and forefront of the outworking of our discipleship. It is integral to our whole life and an expression of our worship.

The writer Brian Draper this week helpfully reminded me of a poem called A Future not our own.

33 years ago this week, on the 24th March 1980, Archbishop Oscar Romero was gunned down by a government-backed death squad, while he was saying Mass in San Salvador. As Simon Barrow, director of the think-tank Ekklesia, writes, “Romero was a remarkable and brave champion of the poor. But his background was not in the least radical. Far from it. It was exposure to the reality and human cost of injustice that converted him to an understanding of the Gospel that has peace and justice at his core. He has inspired millions of people – Catholic and otherwise, religious and non-religious, across the world.”

Poverty is not a statistic or an issue. Poverty is personal. Poverty has a name, the names of people who live in poverty are real people and not statistics. People who have a story, who have hopes, dreams and fears just like you and me. I am thankful and mindful of how important it is to keep being reminded of this. Because I know that it is possible that we ‘Remember the Poor’ but do we really know the poor and get really involved in the lives and stories of the poor?

I am very mindful of the times I have had the privilege of travelling overseas with Tearfund and each time the opportunity to encounter and live with others who materially may have much less than I do but who have a richness of hospitality and community that I often lack. These experiences can be overwhelming. I am thankful for the people, stories and lives of hope that I have connected with on these trips. They are humbling and inspiring.

In an age of hyper individualism and hyper communication it can be easy to be both overwhelmed or conversely overly cynical or overly able to hibernate from the horrors all around us. I’ve done both and keep repeating that pattern. I wish I didn’t but I do. Learning can take time, for I am slow and also if I am honest I crave my comforts and my safety.

We cannot do everything
and there is a sense of liberation in realising that.
This enables us to do something,
and to do it very well.

Last year I embarked upon a series of 9 themed journeys throughout 2012, with each one lasting for 40 days. It was a really great experience and I am glad that I did it. However my reflection was that in being intentional we also have to be full of grace. In being passionate and compassionate we need to be shaped by Love, Mercy and Humility, not false humility, but characteristics that keep our service and our journey fresh, real and honest. I came to the conclusion, with thanks for the help from the brilliant book by Mark Powley called Consumer Detox, that less really is more.

It’s amazing what can be achieved when we focus on one thing and do it well. I love this film that is based on a modern day outworking of The Parable of the Great Banquet (Luke 14: 15-24). In it the two people who are set the challenge have to focus and do the one thing well.

What is the one thing that we might be being stirred or encouraged to do? How could we use our gifts to practice generosity, hospitality, creativity or something else entirely?

 

Filed Under: random Tagged With: activism, Justice, Making poverty history, Tearfund

One Way of Seizing Happiness

By Anita Mathias

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A famous Zen koan

A man walking across a field encounters a bear. He fled, the bear chasing after him.

Coming to a cliff, he caught hold of a wild vine and swung himself over the edge. The bear sniffed at him from above.

Terrified, the man looked down to where, far below, a tiger had come, waiting to eat him.

Two mice, one white and one black, little by little began to gnaw away at the vine.

The man saw a luscious strawberry near him. Grasping the vine in one hand, he plucked the strawberry with the other. How sweet it tasted! “Ah,” he said. “Delicious.”

 Rejoice always, 17 pray without ceasing, 18 in everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you. (1 Thess 5 16-18)

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Hi Friends, I have taped a meditation; do listen a Hi Friends, I have taped a meditation; do listen at this link: https://anitamathias.com/2025/04/08/the-kingdom-of-god-is-here-already-yet-not-yet-here-2/
It’s on the Kingdom of God, of which Christ so often spoke, which is here already—a mysterious, shimmering internal palace in which, in lightning flashes, we experience peace and joy, and yet, of course, not yet fully here. We sense the rainbowed presence of Christ in the song which pulses through creation. Christ strolls into our rooms with his wisdom and guidance, and things change. Our prayers are answered; we are healed; our hearts are strangely warmed. Sometimes.
And yet, we also experience evil within & all around us. Our own sin which can shatter our peace and the trajectory of our lives. And the sins of the world—its greed, dishonesty and environmental destruction.
But in this broken world, we still experience the glory of creation; “coincidences” which accelerate once we start praying, and shalom which envelops us like sudden sunshine. The portals into this Kingdom include repentance, gratitude, meditative breathing, and absolute surrender.
The Kingdom of God is here already. We can experience its beauty, peace and joy today through the presence of the Holy Spirit. But yet, since, in the Apostle Paul’s words, we do not struggle only “against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the unseen powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil,” its fullness still lingers…
Our daughter Zoe was ordained into the Church of E Our daughter Zoe was ordained into the Church of England in June. I have been on a social media break… but … better late than never. Enjoy!
First picture has my sister, Shalini, who kindly flew in from the US. Our lovely cousins Anthony and Sarah flank Zoe in the next picture.
The Bishop of London, Sarah Mullaly, ordained Zoe. You can see her praying that Zoe will be filled with the Holy Spirit!!
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I have taped a meditation on Jesus statement in Ma I have taped a meditation on Jesus statement in Matthew 23, “For those who exalt themselves will be humbled, and those who humble themselves will be exalted.”
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And so, Jesus states a law of life. Those who broadcast their amazingness will be humbled, since God dislikes—scorns that, as much as people do.  For to trumpet our success, wealth, brilliance, giftedness or popularity is to get distracted from our life’s purpose into worthless activity. Those who love power, who are sure they know best, and who must be the best, will eventually be humbled by God and life. For their focus has shifted from loving God, doing good work, and being a blessing to their family, friends, and the world towards impressing others, being enviable, perhaps famous. These things are houses built on sand, which will crumble when hammered by the waves of old age, infirmity or adversity. 
God resists the proud, Scripture tells us—those who crave the admiration and power which is His alone. So how do we resist pride? We slow down, so that we realise (and repent) when sheer pride sparks our allergies to people, our enmities, our determination to have our own way, or our grandiose ego-driven goals, and ambitions. Once we stop chasing limelight, a great quietness steals over our lives. We no longer need the drug of continual achievement, or to share images of glittering travel, parties, prizes or friends. We just enjoy them quietly. My life is for itself & not for a spectacle, Emerson wrote. And, as Jesus advises, we quit sharp-elbowing ourselves to sit with the shiniest people, but are content to hang out with ordinary people; and then, as Jesus said, we will inevitably, eventually, be summoned higher to the sparkling conversation we craved. 
One day, every knee will bow before the gentle lamb who was slain, now seated on the throne. We will all be silent before him. Let us live gently then, our eyes on Christ, continually asking for his power, his Spirit, and his direction, moving, dancing, in the direction that we sense him move.
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3 days before his death, Jesus rampages through the commercialised temple, overturning the tables of moneychangers. Who gave you the authority to do these things? his outraged adversaries ask. And Jesus shows us how to answer hostile questions. Slow down. Breathe. Quick arrow prayers!
Your enemies have no power over your life that your Father has not permitted them. Ask your Father for wisdom, remembering: Questions do not need to be answered. Are these questioners worthy of the treasures of your heart? Or would that be feeding pearls to hungry pigs, who might instead devour you?
Questions can contain pitfalls, traps, nooses. Jesus directly answered just three of the 183 questions he was asked, refusing to answer some; answering others with a good question.
But how do we get the inner calm and wisdom to recognise
and sidestep entrapping questions? Long before the day of
testing, practice slow, easy breathing, and tune in to the frequency of the Father. There’s no record of Jesus running, rushing, getting stressed, or lacking peace. He never spoke on his own, he told us, without checking in with the Father. So, no foolish, ill-judged statements. Breathing in the wisdom of the Father beside and within him, he, unintimidated, traps the trappers.
Wisdom begins with training ourselves to slow down and ask
the Father for guidance. Then our calm minds, made perceptive, will help us recognise danger and trick questions, even those coated in flattery, and sidestep them or refuse to answer.
We practice tuning in to heavenly wisdom by practising–asking God questions, and then listening for his answers about the best way to do simple things…organise a home or write. Then, we build upwards, asking for wisdom in more complex things.
Listening for the voice of God before we speak, and asking for a filling of the Spirit, which Jesus calls streams of living water within us, will give us wisdom to know what to say, which, frequently, is nothing at all. It will quieten us with the silence of God, which sings through the world, through sun and stars, sky and flowers.
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Do Not Be Afraid, but Do Be Prudent
“Do not be afraid,” a dream-angel tells Joseph, to marry Mary, who’s pregnant, though a virgin, for in our magical, God-invaded world, the Spirit has placed God in her. Call the baby Jesus, or The Lord saves, for he will drag people free from the chokehold of their sins.
And Joseph is not afraid. And the angel was right, for a star rose, signalling a new King of the Jews. Astrologers followed it, threatening King Herod, whose chief priests recounted Micah’s 600-year-old prophecy: the Messiah would be born in Bethlehem, as Jesus had just been, while his parents from Nazareth registered for Augustus Caesar’s census of the entire Roman world. 
The Magi worshipped the baby, offering gold. And shepherds came, told by an angel of joy: that the Messiah, a saviour from all that oppresses, had just been born.
Then, suddenly, the dream-angel warned: Flee with the child to Egypt. For Herod plans to kill this baby, forever-King.
Do not be afraid, but still flee? Become a refugee? But lightning-bolt coincidences verified the angel’s first words: The magi with gold for the flight. Shepherds
telling of angels singing of coming inner peace. Joseph flees.
What’s the difference between fear and prudence? Fear is being frozen or panicked by imaginary what-ifs. It tenses our bodies; strains health, sleep and relationships; makes us stingy with ourselves & others; leads to overwork, & time wasted doing pointless things for fear of people’s opinions.
Prudence is wisdom-using our experience & spiritual discernment as we battle the demonic forces of this dark world, in Paul’s phrase.It’s fighting with divinely powerful weapons: truth, righteousness, faith, Scripture & prayer, while surrendering our thoughts to Christ. 
So let’s act prudently, wisely & bravely, silencing fear, while remaining alert to God’s guidance, delivered through inner peace or intuitions of danger and wrongness, our spiritual senses tuned to the Spirit’s “No,” his “Slow,” his “Go,” as cautious as a serpent, protected, while being as gentle as a lamb among wolves.
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Jesus came from a Kingdom of voluntary gentleness, in which
Christ, the Lion of Judah, stands at the centre of the throne in the guise of a lamb, looking as if it had been slain. No wonder his disciples struggled with his counter-cultural values. Oh, and we too!
The mother of the Apostles James and John, asks Jesus for a favour—that once He became King, her sons got the most important, prestigious seats at court, on his right and left. And the other ten, who would have liked the fame, glory, power,limelight and honour themselves are indignant and threatened.
Oh-oh, Jesus says. Who gets five talents, who gets one,
who gets great wealth and success, who doesn’t–that the
Father controls. Don’t waste your one precious and fleeting
life seeking to lord it over others or boss them around.
But, in his wry kindness, he offers the ambitious twelve
and us something better than the second or third place.
He tells us how to actually be the most important person to
others at work, in our friend group, social circle, or church:Use your talents, gifts, and energy to bless others.
And we instinctively know Jesus is right. The greatest people in our lives are the kind people who invested in us, guided us and whose wise, radiant words are engraved on our hearts.
Wanting to sit with the cleverest, most successful, most famous people is the path of restlessness and discontent. The competition is vast. But seek to see people, to listen intently, to be kind, to empathise, and doors fling wide open for you, you rare thing!
The greatest person is the one who serves, Jesus says. Serves by using the one, two, or five talents God has given us to bless others, by finding a place where our deep gladness and the world’s deep hunger meet. By writing which is a blessing, hospitality, walking with a sad friend, tidying a house.
And that is the only greatness worth having. That you yourself,your life and your work are a blessing to others. That the love and wisdom God pours into you lives in people’s hearts and minds, a blessing
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So Jesus makes a beautiful offer to the earnest, moral young man who came to him, seeking a spiritual life. Remarkably, the young man claims that he has kept all the commandments from his youth, including the command to love one’s neighbour as oneself, a statement Jesus does not challenge.
The challenge Jesus does offers him, however, the man cannot accept—to sell his vast possessions, give the money to the poor, and follow Jesus encumbered.
He leaves, grieving, and Jesus looks at him, loves him, and famously observes that it’s easier for a camel to squeeze through the eye of a needle than for a rich person to live in the world of wonders which is living under Christ’s kingship, guidance and protection. 
He reassures his dismayed disciples, however, that with God even the treasure-burdened can squeeze into God’s kingdom, “for with God, all things are possible.”
Following him would quite literally mean walking into a world of daily wonders, and immensely rich conversation, walking through Israel, Lebanon, Syria, and Jordan, quite impossible to do with suitcases and backpacks laden with treasure. 
For what would we reject God’s specific, internally heard whisper or directive, a micro-call? That is the idol which currently grips and possesses us. 
Not all of us have great riches, nor is money everyone’s greatest temptation—it can be success, fame, universal esteem, you name it…
But, since with God all things are possible, even those who waver in their pursuit of God can still experience him in fits and snatches, find our spirits singing on a walk or during worship in church, or find our hearts strangely warmed by Scripture, and, sometimes, even “see” Christ stand before us. 
For Christ looks at us, Christ loves us, and says, “With God, all things are possible,” even we, the flawed, entering his beautiful Kingdom.
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How to Find the Freedom of Forgiveness
Letting go on anger and forgiving is both an emotional transaction & a decision of the will. We discover we cannot command our emotions to forgive and relinquish anger. So how do we find the space and clarity of forgiveness in our mind, spirit & emotions?
When tormenting memories surface, our cortisol, adrenaline, blood pressure, and heart rate all rise. It’s good to take a literally quick walk with Jesus, to calm this neurological and physiological storm. And then honestly name these emotions… for feelings buried alive never die.
Then, in a process called “the healing of memories,” mentally visualise the painful scene, seeing Christ himself there, his eyes brimming with compassion. Ask Christ to heal the sting, to draw the poison from these memories of experiences. We are caterpillars in a ring of fire, as Martin Luther wrote--unable to rescue ourselves. We need help from above.
Accept what happened. What happened, happened. Then, as the Apostle Paul advises, give thanks in everything, though not for everything. Give thanks because God can bring good out of the swindle and the injustice. Ask him to bring magic and beauty from the ashes.
If, like the persistent widow Jesus spoke of, you want to pray for justice--that the swindler and the abusers’ characters are revealed, so many are protected, then do so--but first, purify your own life.
And now, just forgive. Say aloud, I forgive you for … You are setting a captive free. Yourself. Come alive. Be free. 
And when memories of deep injuries arise, say: “No. No. Not going there.” Stop repeating the devastating story to yourself or anyone else. Don’t waste your time & emotional energy, nor let yourself be overwhelmed by anger at someone else’s evil actions. Don’t let the past poison today. Refuse to allow reinjury. Deliberately think instead of things noble, lovely, admirable, excellent, and praiseworthy.
So keep trying, in obedience, to forgive, to let go of your anger until you suddenly realise that you have forgiven, and can remember past events without agitation. God be with us!
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