When we were having dinner today, Naomi made an announcement. She’d had news from a friend of hers, back in Bethlehem, and apparently the famine there has ended! Naomi said, ‘God has come to the rescue.’ Naomi also said she wants to go back to Bethlehem. Orpah and I looked at each other. We knew what we needed to do. The three of us finished dinner, and then began to pack.

Some years ago, I had the privilege of driving a good friend to the airport. She was returning to work that she loved in Turkey, knowing full well that, in all likelihood, she would not see her family and friends for at least two years

Would you dare to ask God to introduce you to this other Jesus as you walk today? Would you ask for some insight into the anger which exploded into action on that bright morning when he strode into the temple and upset everything from tables to expectations?

‘What is Love?’ the eighties’ pop-singer Howard Jones asked my teenage self. Love received and felt can mean so much.