Monday 24 January 2011

"Comfort, Comfort, My People."

‘It’s all about me and a bowl of soup.’
Nigel Slater



Comfort foods do exactly what they say on the packet. They are those small indulgences that bring memories of home colliding with dreams of roaring fires, duvets and being curled up in a good book. They are the things that bring us to a place of safety. Hope. A place where we are totally at ease with ourselves and our thoughts. No threat. No challenge. No questions.

Comfort can be a place to breathe.

To disengage.

A place and an action that will not judge us, will not cajole us. And, because it is a comfort, will have no resulting implication for our hips or waistline.

Where do you find your comfort?



In what areas of your life do you need space to breathe and to be?

Maybe today, find a place in your diary and book it as a date with your own ‘bowl of soul’ and spend some comfort time.

Ask God to show you what He means in Isaiah by ‘comforting’ his people.

And how's about making soup, and inviting a friend to dinner?

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