Tomorrow I'm preaching an overview of Isaiah, shamelessly pilfered from Barry Webb's commentary in the BST series. I don't mind stealing ideas, as every single thought that I've ever had comes from someone else and if it didn't, I would be forced to stop thinking. I don't do 'original'.
But I do feel vaguely embarrassed about doing an overview of Isaiah without having read it in recent times. And if Fifi can read the whole of Harry Plotter tonight, then I can manage Isaiah. Isaiah has 66 chapters and in my Bible only goes for 76 pages, a lot of which is poetry. Which I reckon is just a way of fooling people into thinking that you have a fatter book than you actually do.
So ask me tomorrow if I managed. Tour de France will be on the telly in the background.