Slices of stale homemade wholemeal chocolate walnut banana loaf cakes make the best toast base – for lashings of thick creamy fig yoghurt and a tart mixed berry and stonefruit coulis. A tummy-filling brunch.
I’ve been listening to David Suchet read the NIV of the whole book of Isaiah. Really like his deeply baritone YHWH voice. An astonishingly riveting few hours of people’s unbelievable deliberate rebellion against the only God, the warnings of terrible judgement on God’s people, yet also tender moments of encouragement (“You will remember no more the shame of your widowhood”) and promises of punishment on God’s enemies (“I will make your oppressors eat their own flesh”).
Didn’t realise so much of Isaiah was in Handel’s Messiah (had to rein in the urge to sing along), or that “I will never forget you, my people” (set to 1970s music by Carey Landry, who left the Catholic priesthood) came from Isaiah 49 and not Hosea!
In our Bible read-through in 2012, F and I came unstuck at Isaiah. Not much progress has been made since.
So much to learn.
As the heavens are higher than the earth,
so are my ways higher than your ways
and my thoughts than your thoughts. (Isaiah 55:9)