What are we to think

I am currently reading a whole bunch of chapters about Solomon, ever so wise, Mr. Temple builder etc. Now in what I write he is a whole lot wiser than me… however, how are we meant to read some of the stuff? How many wives? And how many palaces? And how many foreign gods? And how many…? Silver was a nothing and everywhere gold; along comes the Q of Sheba who is well impressed… and on we go. Some very smart proverbs, but leaves me thinking – and that seems to be the thing with so much of Scripture that we just can’t figure out. Gets you thinking – cos it ain’t really about Solomon but about me aligning to what I believe. I used to say to people – listen to me and you will discover what I think (or what I hope you think) I believe. Come stay with me, go ask my spouse, even neighbours – then you will discover what I really believe. True doctrine seems far more to do with how I live than how I can string a few Scriptures together. People like Paul said – ‘imitate me as I imitate Christ’. OOOFFFF. He also suggested that we simply give a couple of considerations concerning anyone entering leadership – how is that thing called family working out and go ask a few neighbours (specifically those who don’t have faith) and get their opinion. Too practical all of that! ‘Jesus began to do and to teach’. We like to teach and tell people what to do – could it be we have got it the wrong way round? Never, I hear myself say…

Anyway back to the aforementioned king. The era of success has arrived; started by David then brought to another level with Solomon. The borders are at the largest; the army at the strongest; the order… OK wait a minute. The order – all things flowing to the centre to maintain the centre. Maybe now a question just enters. Surely Solomon has not organised things to rival that place the earlier generations escaped from – that place known as Egypt with a king known as Pharoah? And the next king of the northern tribes, Jeroboam, comes up out of… Egypt… erecting 2 golden calves… Yes it is the rebellious northern tribes that did not stay loyal to the house of David, but maybe we are to think maybe the prosperous days of Solomon were not so healthy after all.

Success. We have growth, we have influence; everything is testifying to ‘we have never seen anything like this’. Good or bad?

Small is no better than big; failure certainly no better than success!!! But the successful centre – big or small is probably more the issue. Scaling up nearly always ends up confusing us – we have done something amazing; now God can take a nap we have this. Scaling out – that is something different. Where is the centre? Bit like asking post the last Supper as to where Jesus is? Cos if each person ‘eats’ and ‘drinks’ him he is wherever the eaters and the drinkers are. It seems to make sense of Jesus botanical answer to the Greeks who wished to meet him (Jn. 12:20-26). His reply of ‘unless a grain of wheat falls into the ground and dies…’ Strange request for an interview. Want to visit the centre? Advice… wait a while cos you don’t need a Jewish Jesus, you need a Greek one – so hang on till there are many Jesus-es (yes I know they will be inadequate and you would really like to see the proper one, but…)

Time to wrap this wandering blah blah up. Success and growth and recognition – well what a set of dangers arise. We move from being dependent on God to we pretty much got this. I advocated a whole number of years ago that a corporate exorcism would not go amiss if done once a year. To take a stand and to say to whatever we need to: ‘I am / we are not here for your success. We will not serve you, nor defend you. We will declare you and any resources you have are here to serve God’s kingdom, and that kingdom will not exalt any one person… so any spirit seeking to attach to us we renounce…’ and so on.

I’d rather not go the way of Solomon. And I kinda think that there is a squeeze on right now, for without the squeeze we have such a tendency to think we have really done something quite amazing.

Apocalypse… and hope

I wrote a post ‘Time for an update’ and Anne commented on the post. I was very struck by the comment so I asked if I could publish it here with her permission. Permission granted!


Anne commented:

I am just finishing a book titled: Apocalypse, How catastrophe transformed our world and can forge new futures, by Lizzie Wade. No not a theological perspective but an anthropological one. She examines different societies and civilizations in the past and how they survived and were changed by their own apocalypses. From climate change along the north coast of Peru to the plague in Europe. And lots of other places. She ended up writing this during the Covid pandemic, our most recent global apocalypse.

A few of her conclusions:

Apocalypses have always revealed and exploited societies’ weak points, from an unsustainable relationship with a changing environment to an overly rigid and oppressive social hierarchy. Because of that, apocalypses are also the best chance our societies have for change. . . . apocalypse can reveal the failures of old systems and inspire the creation of new ones.

We can harness the energy and potential of apocalypse to create a new world. But first we have to accept that the apocalypse, with all of its horrors, is here to stay. Only then can we see its opportunities. . . ‘

Embracing apocalypse doesn’t mean resigning ourselves to the worst-case scenario, or giving up on the idea of progress. It means believing that destruction can be a gateway to that progress, societies can and should change, and endings are also always beginnings. It means recognizing that just because we’re used to something doesn’t make it right. It means prioritizing values and ways of life that allow us to adapt and change rather than shoring up brittle social structures that crumble at the first hint of challenge or pressure. It means looking forward with clear eyes rather than scrambling backward toward an illusion of safety that has already disappeared or perhaps never really existed. It means mourning what we’ve lost while also imagining all the things we could create next. It means choosing hope, not instead of fear but alongside of it.

People have prayed the Kingdom come for millennia. Perhaps this is the moment. Not to look back and try to resurrect a structure that was ungodly in the first place – Christendom – but to look forward to connection back to community and to the land (and yes, that involves it’s history) as we face the challenges and opportunities ahead of us.

And to quote the Canadian Prime Minister in his recent comments at Davos: ‘Nostalgia is not a strategy’. It’s time to move on from what is over and find/create our new homes.


Rather than wish I (Martin) had such wisdom I am eager to learn… nostalgia is not a strategy and again I am reminded by Martin Luther’s reply to what he would do if he knew the world was ending tomorrow. He replied ‘I would plant an apple tree’. A sign of the future. The world as we have known it is ending; it will just take a little while before the powers acknowledge it. Whether the parousia takes place ‘soon’ (those words uttered some 2000 years ago) or not, we are called to sow in the light of the future. The soil has changed, the bag from which we draw the seed is different but the seed to be sown remains. Hope is within the seed and nostalgia certainly is not.

Time for an update

Been forever (Jan 20th) since I posted on Sicily. Gayle has been in Malaysia (back on Tuesday) and I have survived, for that I give myself a pat on the back. As from the previous posts I have also been reading and writing about ‘Israel’ and ‘Jew’. Got a way to go on that but some things are coming clear to me. The two terms are not interchangeable – so much quickly becomes evident when looking at where the two terms are used and where they are not – in Josephus, Philo, Paul and Scripture. Anyway…

Sicily has had a tie of being battered. Initial estimates of the damage was around 750,000€ but that quickly rose to 1bn and now the suggestion is it will be closer to 2bn€ of damage. The East coast was hit hardest but many will have seen on the news the landslide in Niscemi – about 50 miles / 80 kms from where I am currently based. The weather was intensified as Sicily was the centre of the coming together of three different fronts – one from the West, one from the East and one from Africa. There is ‘weather weather’, ‘demonic weather’, and at times something to be read from the weather – the land speaks, as also does the seas. There is some element of creation speaking in the storm that has been so violent. (I have a sneaky desire that sometime into March that Mt. Etna speaks – a sign of fire… spectacular but without damage. Let’s see!)

Over these past 10 days I have sought to hold here at the level Gayle left things, she has been far east with some wonderful doors opening. (The wonderful aspect of seeking to be a Jesus’ follower has nothing to do with success but is marked by ‘where did they come from, where did they go’ (Jn. 3 illustration used of those who are born of the Spirit) is that we are all so ordinary but 2 coins ignorantly put in a treasury can change so much!)

Walking there is stuff to see. Today two street names. Of course they can be innocent but they can open one’s eyes to what part of the history is being / has been remembered. The first Civil War 1921. And if one searches google maps it is not even on there. 1921 – a time of deep unrest in Italy and the year of the formation of the Communist party and the major entry of the Fascist party into parliament, paving the away for Mussolini in 1922 to take over. The second street was December 1968 – the aftermath of one of the most significant earthquakes to hit Sicily with towns like Gibellina, Salaparuta, Montevago, and Poggioreale destroyed, and causing over 300 deaths, injuring 1,000+, and leaving around 100,000 homeless.

Avola – been a good place to kick back and be quiet, but oh my a tough place for the likes of me. So ordered and neat. It is what lies behind the order and the call for compliance. I posted a map of the internal ‘hexagon’ a few days ago… it is wrong to forget the past and probably understandable to have memorials erected, but along that main road through the middle of the hexagon down to the sea… well Madonna and child by the sea looking straight up and then walk that road and one will encounter monument after monument that has been erected to those who have ‘fallen’, ending with (the expected) obelisk at the end. Maybe some 2kms away from Mary and baby Jesus.

I have learnt something (maybe the first thing I have learned – how do you spell learnt / learned???) that with history that runs so deep what on earth is appropriate to focus on. (That was a bad sentence not sure myself if it was a question or a statement, whatever…) Whatever stops a moving forward and holds something in place needs to be addressed (whether at a personal, city, corporate or global level). The issue we (at all the above mentioned levels) all have a past -what becomes relevant is whatever blocks the entry to the future.

It could be easy to get bogged down here but I sense these days are about sight. Yes walk the streets and ‘see’, take note of street name even… but I think it is about sight for the next phase. Gayle returns Tuesday and we will then move, find a place to settle, but be mobile. In a few days after Gayle comes here we will be joined by 3 very smart women who will be so important to close phase 1, and move through phase 2 to open the way for phase 3. (Sounds like I know what I am talking about; I hear Paul say ‘don’t leave a falsehood’ so to make it clear all the above is vague, with a capital ‘V’.)

I hope to take the sight from here into the next weeks. There is a way forward from earthquakes, even from major landslides and devastation, but it should not be into the nice orderedness of conformity. Conformity offers safety. Something we run to when we feel insecure. So with the help of good feminine energy (and there is no gender in God but if there was the references to the Spirit (ruach; rechem = womb and thus the Incarnation involves the womb of the Holy Spirit and the womb of a wiling young woman)) it will be time to close down orderedness (epitomised in Christendom) and call for the release of the wild – hence a little sneaky desire for Etna to speak after those weeks.

The above might be a bit vague – and we will forever only see in part. Always enough to provoke us to pray and to seek to align with heaven… and earth.


Separate to the above and I might post on this separately at some point. Around 3-4 years ago I was praying and had in my vision a map of the world. It looked standard the same as one could buy. There are 3 major land masses on the bottom side of a map – South America, Africa and India. In one instant South America relocated underneath Europe; Africa under China – that surprised me as it happened simultaneously. But India did not move. India is the dark horse of this next era (through to 2040). An old world order is not going back – Mark Carney spoke of a rupture. The importance of the ekklesia is in focus. It is a governmental word but NOT to be understood as governing over (as per seven mountains of influence) but taking responsibility for a shape to be held so that what is healthy can grow up within it. It is not about discerning where the next trade deal can be done… they might give us signs but I am convinced we are to look for a new economy and Scripture is full of it. No need to fear ‘not allowed to buy and sell’ as that is part of an economy that is collapsing… We bumble along in Sicily, the centre of ‘middle earth’ hoping we will cluelessly contribute to the future, and staying here in Avola is underlining for me that we have to step away from being locked in what has been.

Ten weeks and a bit more

It has been a little while since I have posted about our small adventure in Sicily. We are now into our 11th week here – probably about half way through. Today is the second day of a storm centred on the island; yesterday Gayle left for Malaysia with an overnight in Rome. Of course objectively Gayle is not at a Pauline level of shifting the powers but subjectively of course she is! Paul left Sicily to get to Rome and we held on to that with regard to her getting on that first stage of her journey and that she would not be storm-bound. She heads east – to the ‘far east’.

In previous posts (to the point of boredom?) I have shared my take on the ekklesiastical (yes my spelling) task. The gospel of the kingdom to the nations… or ‘the Pauline gospel to the ends of the earth’. Paul cheekingly claimed the gospel had gone throughout the entire world, knowing full-well it was impacting the entire world of the Roman empire, but the far east? I think the world-view those early Christians had was of ‘once this is completed everything follows’. Once Jerusalem was ‘split’ (Zech. 4) everything else could follow… once Rome had been ‘split’ (the apostolic task, embodied particularly in Paul) the rest can follow… and here we are at a wonderful time in history. (By split I intend to mean separated from the previous dependency and set apart to the revelation that is from heaven.) Western empires (drawing on Rome) are crumbling, the east is rising and it is time for the gospel to go eastward. And absolutely the gospel has been there in great abundance already, and at numerous levels a purer gospel, and yet…

Christendom has to go. Sicily sits in the old maps as the world under the domination of Christendom, so I do consider that if something can shift here there is a knock on effect. And for all of us anxious about the future we are told to cast our anxiety on ‘him’. For all of us who trust in the world economic system to save us we will need to shift our trust asap. For there is no ultimate shift without there being an economic jolt within cities / empires in Scripture.

Gone a bit off-track.

While Gayle has gone I have some walking to do, some sight to ask for; and predominantly have to seek to keep the western gate shut to Christendom’s appeal. Then between Gayle and I we have to allow the territory to expand, for her to sow seed where she goes that is not the seed of western imperialism. Simple task, Gayle!

Here I have time to reflect. We have considered that our time in Sicily will be marked by three phases. An angel came in a dream with a book (four corners to a book) supported at three of its ‘corners’. We discover the island is a triangle marked in history with three capes. Now we are coming to the end of the first phase – much deeper than I can grasp but essentially the issue of colonialism in the history, right through to the unification of Italy through Garibaldi (who physically began his conquest from one of three capes – the north west in Marsala). In a dream ‘he’ came saying ‘what I have done cannot be undone’. I take that two ways – a challenge and also we don’t have to ‘undo’ what has been done but to cleanse what was done. He conquered Sicily and a follow on was / has been the impoverishment of the island. From being wealthier than the northern states it became poverty-racked within a few short years following unification.

Garibaldi conquered Sicily for the king of Sardinia (Vittorio Emanuele) who once Sicily was added became the first king of Sicily. Garibaldi did this in spite of being a republican. Here in Avola (and this is repeated in other Sicilian cities – not sure about Italy) the street honouring the then king and the street named after Garibaldi cross – here it is very marked as they cross right in the mid-point of the hexagon that marks the centre of the city.

[The screenshot from blessed google shows the hexagon. The word ‘Avola’ is on the centre and holds the main square… the road from left to right passing through that square is Corso Vittorio Emanuele and the road from top to bottom crossing that square is Corso Garibaldi. This kind of imagery on land / within locations is not uncommon and helps us to have open eyes to see how history affects geography, and how history within geography shapes spiritual powers.]

I stay here in Avola while Gayle is gone and also a few days with her when she returns. Then (hopefully more than a ‘fantasy’) we will move into the second phase. It will include a re-visit to the south easterly point, a re-visit to Agrigento – a place that seems to be a pivotal point between past and future, and a revisit to Sracusa – where Paul spent three days and the Greek tyrant Dionysius ruled from, a major despot in history. That initial second phase I am sure will surprise us as to what unfolds… then toward the end of that time we will base ourselves close to Mount Etna. It would be sweet if it breathes fire as we anticipate that – but not too close!

An update

Been a while since I wrote about what we are up to in Sicily. I have page of notes that come close to boring me so not about to blah on for ever. I did write a newsletter today – if you don’t receive it then here is a link:
https://mailchi.mp/543da0e94eaf/january-2026-update
It will hopefully give a feel to date. We continue in Avola for this month.

The rhyme we call history

History keeps repeating and we don’t learn or as Mark Twain said

History Doesn’t Repeat Itself, but It Often Rhymes.

We start another year – what does it hold? For us personally or big question ‘what does it hold globally?’ The book The Fourth Turning might have a focus on the USA and so its analysis of the rhyming of history might be looking at too short a period of time to rely on totally but it would indicate that we are overdue / coming to a time in the very near future when war will break out. Can we break the rhyme?

Occasionally Gayle has a dream where she meets a world leader and dialogues with them. This morning I was typing and she woke up with ‘I have just been with…’ In the dream she was advocating for another way and asked the leader ‘so when will war end’… ‘After this one there will be peace’. The leader was intent on being seen as a peacemaker but insisted that love is never the way and ‘this war’ will be necessary to bring peace.

OUCH!!!!

Jesus came at the fullness of time – not necessarily the most evil of times but at a time when the Greek / Gentile world has no hope and the nation that was called to be the redemptive nation was under its own curse. No hope for the world. And the Roman Empire was the archetype of, and for, all empires. As I have written before the Pax Romana was based on war. Building its temple to peace (Pax) on the field dedicated to the god of war (Mars). Peace for all who comply and have been conquered. And peace motivated to bring the resources of those territories conquered back to the centre (thank God we have the book of Revelation!!).

But can we see something different and the rhyme be broken?

We were in Augusta a military city in Sicily with a street that many cities have within them – a street called Via Garibaldi, but unlike the others we have seen it had a strap line: Eroe del Risorgimento: the hero! Does war bring peace? I appreciate that we live in a fallen world and there are horrendous choices that leaders have to make… maybe(???) war is a choice at times, but we have to measure everything against is it the most redemptive choice that can be made (my governing principle with regard to ethical choices).

Is there a hope? I am a big European advocate and am very grateful for the extensive time that John & Yvonne Pressdee spent praying over the numerous WWI & WWII battle field sites before the end of the previous century. Prayer and forgiveness can affect the rhyme.

Europe, a continent that many despair over. A continent that needs so much to turn within it… but maybe it can change the rhyme. Otherwise the new rising power will look to take its ‘rebellious island’ and the diminishing power that has inherited the Western imperial spirit (from Rome) will seek to take what it needs to take… but simply so as the resources will flow in the direction to the centre.

So I say ‘come on Europe… and little Sicily be a catalyst – you are in the centre of ‘middle earth’.

I wrote in a WhatsApp group a few days ago:

One aspect that we carry with us is a) we could be misled totally even coming to Sicily and b) our interpretation as we bumble along could be so far off… but hey ho!!!

So let’s push on with all the ‘hey ho’s’ that we can!!

Last day in Palermo

The capital city with just under 700,000 people in the city and over 1.2 million in the metropolitan area. It feels like a capital city with a far greater diversity than we have seen before, life on the streets and back alleys. We have greatly enjoyed our time here and move on tomorrow.

It has been and continues to be the stronghold of the mafia (Cosa Nostra – ‘our thing’) with CNN reporting concerning Palermo,

According to Italian police, the Mafia not only engages in extortion there, but also has a large role in the town’s legal economy—with its involvement in business such as wholesale food supplies, online betting and gambling.

More on the mafia a little later.

We sense that Palermo lives with an open wound, so life is very visible abounding but it would be so much healthier with healing of that wound. It is easy to idealise the past and histories are often written with a bias (an aside: consider Scripture and the difference between Chronicles and the earlier book of the kings). When we spent a year seeking to close the wound in Spain of the horrendous expulsion of the Muslims (early 1600s) we were very aware of the term ‘convivencia’ that was used to describe the era of the Islamic rule in Spain – that Jews, Muslims and Christians were able to live together with significant harmony between them, until the change to the ‘Christian kings and queens’!!! 1492 the conquest of Granada and the expulsion of the Jews, and the ‘discovery’ (rape) of the new world. Quite a threesome in one year.

Maybe ‘convivencia’ is overstated but there were significant historical documents and stories to indicate that there was more than some truth in the description. Something similar was present in Sicily during the Arabic rule. That is deeply provocative and so it should be for any follower of Jesus whose birth was announced with ‘peace on earth’. Rome of course was announcing the same thing and ironically built her temple to Pax (goddess of peace) on Mars field – dedicated to the god of war. Ironic? Or very visible. Empire have always built their peace on the battlefield.

Palermo is the most multi-ethnic city we have been in while being in Sicily. Many current social and historical commentators proclaim Europe’s multi-culturalism as a failure and the way forward as necessitating white supremacy and ‘Christian’ domination. (I have used the term ‘white supremacy’ acknowledging that is my interpretation of what is being strongly proposed.) Yes that would be one way… but the ‘Jesus way’?

Back to the mafia. There is a ‘No Mafia Memorial’ museum on one of the main streets with displays of brutal photos and a video. We have been in and through it twice. The first time to learn but the reality is that the brutality makes it visible, and the museum is (by default) holding death in the place. Gayle had a pretty much sleepless night processing and praying. We visited the second time yesterday to pray – I don’t think the wound is closed but hopefully a contribution to that end. ‘Lest we forget’ is an understandable response to horrors of war and of murders, and we have to remember but memory can hold something ‘alive’ so that repetition becomes almost inevitable. God in Isaiah says ‘remember… and forget for I do a new thing’ (my paraphrase / summary of Isaiah 43). Remember and forget so that we can embrace what is to come. Don’t forget but don’t remember in a way that closes the future down.

Just down the road from the museum is an obelisk. Historically the obelisk was something the Egyptians erected to honour the sun god. At the feet of it were sacrificed prisoners of war that drew the power of the sun god into the obelisk and therefore ‘blessed’ the people making the sacrifices. (Is it any surprise that many war memorials are obelisks in the western world?)

The obelisk is in honour of the martyrs of 1866 (Post-Garibaldi’s conquest of 1860). In that year there was a significant uprising as a result of widespread disappointment in the unification (and coinciding with a major outbreak of cholera in the city that claimed many lives). The result was 40,000 government troops were sent to put the rebellion down. Widespread killing and arrests resulted as ‘order'(!) was restored.

As part of the Second World War the entrance to Italy was via Sicily and in Palermo 40% of the housing was destroyed with huge loss of life of civilians. (This advance through Sicily also strengthened the position of the mafia.)

Palermo… a city with an open wound, where blood (and blood pollutes the land) has been spilled repeatedly is described as ‘the most culturally diverse city in Italy’. It had a past that I am sure was far from perfect that manifested some measure of ‘convivencia’ (could we say ‘partial-shalom’?).

The three monotheistic (and Abrahamic) faiths of Christianity, Judaism and Islam have been and are at loggerheads with each other. This is so deep in our European (and now global) history. Into the mix of those faiths we have to see a presence of Jesus-aligned-followers as yeast that leavens everything. In the ‘war book’ of Revelation we ‘know’ we will win as the ‘lion’ has overcome… but John sees a Lamb, and after that there are no more mentions of the Lion, but the Lamb comes 28 times – and John loves his numbers, he records 28 cargoes travelling to Rome on the ships. The Lamb for all, the cargoes (including human lives) for the empire.

A wound. Trauma. Palestine and Israel – two open wounds and great trauma. The imperial answer is to crush difference and impose one culture, suppressing all difference. The Jesus answer is in the totally different direction.

Could Sicily / Italy / Europe find a way to ‘partial-shalom’? That has always been the challenge for those who claim to be followers of Jesus for to them has been given the service of reconciliation.

Ever hopeful.

West to east to north!

Been a little while since I have blogged about our time here in Sicily. So an update is maybe due.

We left Marsala a week ago and travelled east right across the middle of the island to Catania via Enna en route. Enna is some 900 metres (3000 ft) above sea level and was the meeting point of the three divisions laid down in the time when Sicily was under Arabic rule.

A little impregnable!

The past week has been in Catania the second biggest city in Sicily. It boasts the oldest university (1434) being established almost 400 years prior to the university in the capital (Palermo). For me the stand out part in the history is that of the Fasci Siciliani dei Lavoratori (Sicilian workers league – fasci not to be confused with fascist – it is Italian for ‘bundle’) that had its origin in the city.

Between 1888-90 there were a series of failed harvests and thus famine in Sicily. After the unification of Italy wealth was removed from Sicily and the Italian government compounded the hardship through not giving any help in response to the famine. What has been termed as ‘the first and most influential modern social movement’ (by historian Eric Hobsbawn) was formed by necessity – beginning in Catania (May 1891) of the Fasci Siciliani dei Lavoratori. The movement spread throughout Sicily in the next few years. Totally eclectic but had a significant influence in forming the Italian Socialist party the following year in Genoa (1892).

In the movement there was a strong presence and influence of women – a journalist based in Rome who began to cover the movement commented that ‘girls as young as 15 years old were on the frontlines of the movement’.

Here is a quote from Mackay in The Invention of Sicily:

Arguably, the most radical manifestation of the Fasci took root in the Piana degli Albanesi just outside of Palermo, where those involved set up a series of agricultural cooperatives and worked them collectively, sharing all profits evenly among the community. This action was more that just a protest: it represented a new model of economic production that was entirely at odds with Italy’s modern capitalism… ultimately the Fasci faltered not because of their internal weaknesses, but because the Italian state recognised the danger they represented to the ‘normal’ functioning of the economy.

By the end of 1893 the Fasci had 300,000 members. By the beginning of 1894 central government sent in armed forces resulting in multiple killings and arrests. A year after the central committee was put on trial and condemned with prison sentences. The result was ‘victory for democracy and public order’ – so said the then prime minister of Italy!!!

The response to this movement also strengthened the Mafia who defended the landowners and thus found greater space to express themselves.

We left Catania this morning. Not been easy to get a handle on the place but I think this is because some of its ‘first-gifting’ and the artistic side has been suppressed. In our travels we are seeking to build a picture of ‘who are you, Sicily’ so as we can pray and call for her place in what we are looking for with the renewal of Europe in the context of so many parts of culture (including the demise of christendom) that are falling away.

On to Palermo this morning – a 3 hour drive, and this is an island! We are staying right by the main train station so it should be nice and earthy!! (Trains and earth???)

This morning I picked up this YouTube video that follows the Agnelli family. They own or control Ferrari, Fiat, Jeep, Chrysler, Maserati, and Juventus football team, as well as owning Italy’s largest newspaper and manage $200 billion in assets.

Their power base is in the north – Turin (of shroud fame), a city that has a strong link to Jupiter (Zeus for the Greeks), and certainly one that I was informed some 30 years ago is seen as the occult centre. What I find interesting is that Turin has been described as the political and intellectual centre for the Risorgimento (Garibaldi’s movement) and was the first capital of the new kingdom of Italy post Garibaldi’s conquest of the two Sicilies. The Garibaldi connection again – it seems to be truly a turning point in Italy – obviously as unification resulted – but also a turning point for Sicily.

Loads more to say… but hopefully we are beginning to see the layers. If not at least we are occupied!

New Testament context?

A ‘recovery’ of New Testament Christianity does it need a context in which to develop? The most influential flavour of Christian faith that impacted me was that of the ‘new church’ movement in the UK. I am very grateful for the decades I was immersed in that and the push for ‘church as in the NT’ might be something I would wish to reposition as ‘a recovery of the gospel of the NT’… or even ‘a recovery of the trajectory of the gospel of the NT’. For some time though I have wondered if we have to also embrace a NT context – i.e. something akin to the Roman-Graeco culture of that day.

Years ago I visited Pompeii then read passages from Revelation in the evening. Forget about ‘left behind’ and other such myths – we read what we had been walking through. Today Gayle and I went down the coast from Marsala and the last place we walked through was the archaeological site of Selinunte. A site of ancient (Greek) temples. Here is one of the many temples:

Impressive for sure! But imagine Paul’s world – coming to Athens and temples to each and every god, and even one to the ‘unknown god’! A challenging culture to proclaim that the ONE God, creator of heaven and earth does not live in temples made of stones and that this God has raised Jesus of Nazareth from the dead! Amazing that people lined up to say – OK I am ready to follow.

And challenging to proclaim the gospel in that context. But this is what they did and with a long-term vision that everything connected to Imperialism would resultingly fall (the message of the book of Revelation as I read it).

So do we need a culture that more closely resembles that of the NT? Multi-faith so that in the ‘market place’ we make our presentation? Or maybe that culture is more present than we realise? What might be the temples in our city – temples that demand sacrifice of time, money and the future? Maybe if we could see them for what they are we might already find that we are in a NT context, then go on to discover what the presentation should be and then…

Dreams and nights

I have been blogging for over 25 years and it began when someone in Germany said to me that I should ‘blog’. My response was – I am not interested in what others are pontificating over so am not about to add my pontificates to theirs. Then I began to read what others were writing and thought if I can keep it away from the pontifications and lean into ‘these are personal perspectives’ it might help me to process where I have been and where I think I am headed… and maybe be a help to someone else to journey with authenticity. I am far from convinced that there is one response that all followers of Jesus should make, after all Jesus in response to Peter’s moan was that how John would respond to God’s leading had nothing to do with him. Of course there are issues that we are to watch out for but outside of that the leading of God is very personal. So in reading my posts they are ‘personal perspectives’, and one of the challenges is that no-one is right on everything, our problem being that we have no idea where we are wrong! Here then follows something as much for my benefit as for anyone else, reflecting on our departure from Oliva just over 3 weeks ago and how we set ourselves for the coming week.


Another week… Days, weeks, months (lunar or calendar?) and maybe even years are wonderful dividers for us. Take a day at a time is one of the wisest approaches we can take – in that sense I only have today. A good friend who sadly passed away in 2001, Johnny Barr, was asked to pray for a woman who had been diagnosed with 4 months to live… He said to her I can’t possibly pray for you on the basis of that prognosis. She asked him – so how long do I have? His response was – today. Scripture consistently says ‘today’. If you choose to live today I can pray for you.

I don’t know if the week begins on Sunday (‘first day of the week’) or Monday but we tend to take each week from Monday, so here we are. Dreams and nights are important for us. Gayle has maybe 5-6 dreams per month that we need to take note of; I, maybe 5-6 per year that are ‘pay attention’ dreams. We have been directed to geographic places in dreams, but also note patterns. Since arriving in Marsala dreams have increased but not so many have ‘landed’ – an indication of activity but contention. Then add to that how disturbed sleep can be – and when it is somewhat disturbed indicates a level of opposition. Land loves to respond to care and prayer for release from bondage (Rom. 8), but there is a process involved for (whatever is meant by spiritual powers) are rooted in geography and so do not simply shift in an instant.

We are now hitting the stage of… time to move on. Not the voice of heaven! The stage of – so how serious are you? That is the voice of heaven.

Time to dig in.

We are encouraged that across Italy there is a move that is continuing to hold a protest position against the inhumane situation in Gaza and concerning economy that profits from war. We observed this in Spain earlier in the year and our hope has been that this would spread across Europe. What has that to do with the gospel? Well if narrowed down to ‘hands up and sinner’s prayer’ we might give one response… but if we look at the bigger picture of what I term ‘the Pauline gospel’ we might give another response and a shift on the bigger picture removes a measure of the blindness that ‘the Satan’ brings over people.

Colonisation is coming right into view. There is no value in over-judging the past. If we were to do that we would judge many of the ‘saints’ of Scripture – everything fits the era it was in. Garibaldi and the conquest of Sicily? At one level irrelevant but a sign of something fresh that can be released. Hence something here to continue to pray so that fuel comes to a humanitarian push across this continent that is line with the image of God is in humanity, thus declaring all war as ‘civil war’.

Musings for the day… and maybe fuel for us as we go to the marker point of the most westerly point on the island. From the West… the western hegemony is coming to an end (ends of that nature die slowly) but out of the ashes something has to come from the west. The angel who brought the book in the dream (that we have not been able to read – yet) was struggling to hold the book due to its weight and size, but it was held at three points – to in the arms extended to the extreme and the other on the stomach. I think symbolically the three marker points on this triangular island.

A missing element so often is patience – not something passive but deeply active – for it is through faith and patience that heaven comes. Another week.

Perspectives