A marathon, not a sprint

Posted on December 19, 2025 by Jared Hay

A few weeks ago, I was asked to record a five-minute reflection on Hebrews 12:1, and I chose to include verses 2 & 3 to make contextual sense. It was an instructive study for me, and as we approach another year, with all the temptations to short-term life fixes, we need to remember that the Christian life is a marathon and not a sprint.

12 Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, 2 fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy that was set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. 3 Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.

At the beginning of this year, my wife and I decided that we would embark on the journey that is the Couch to 5k – a nine-week running course guided by a great App on our phones. She managed to complete the course and is still running, and I tore a calf muscle on my graduation run, so now I need to get back to it. When you start a process like that, you begin to realise that running on your own can be a very lonely experience, and there are huge temptations to give up.

The setting for the reflection on the Christian life at the beginning of Hebrews 12 is the athletic arena, and the runners are those who were listening to this written sermon – but now we are the runners as we hear it. There are four things the author mentions that are great encouragements for us to run the marathon that is the Christian life.

First, we do not run it alone, we are in the company of others who can encourage us so that we persevere rather than give up. Seeing when those around us are struggling and running the race beside them for a while is a crucial means of support, as is asking for help when we ourselves are struggling. We run together, not alone.

Second, we have a cheering crowd to help us. This week, we have not only marked Halloween – All Hallows Eve – but All Saints’ Day on 1 November, when the Church remembers the millions of believers who have gone before us, like the heroes and heroines of faith we find in Hebrews 11. They are a cloud of witnesses in this arena of faith, like a full stadium where every seat is taken and every voice is shouting encouragement. Remembering them can help us run the race that is set out for us.

Third, there are things we need to get rid of. While many charity marathon runners wear fancy dress, those who are seeking to do a personal best would never do that, because it is a hindrance. To run our best in the Christian race, there are things that we must set aside. It may be sinful patterns of behaviour we need to get rid of, or things that are good in themselves but have come to dominate life so much that they are in danger of tripping us up.

Fourth, there is Jesus, the Forerunner and Perfecter of faith. He is the climax of the list of heroes of faith. He has run the race ahead of us and has now finished it. When enduring the cross, he looked beyond it and saw the joy that would come through all that he achieved by his death and resurrection, and we likewise are to look beyond the struggles and challenges to the joy of finishing the race like him. Fix your eyes on him and draw on his strength.

The Christian life is a marathon, not a sprint, but the author of Hebrews gives us good guidance that can get us over the finishing line. His message is, don’t give up. Don’t let the struggles of the race overcome us, but draw on the strength of our fellow runners, of the cheering saints, and above all, of Jesus himself. Let us run with endurance the race set out for us.

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Christmas Greetings

Posted on December 14, 2025 by Jared Hay

While most of our greetings are conveyed electronically, we always send a few cards and love to send ones that tell the Christmas Story, as well as helping a worthy charity. This year our cards are from Mary’s Meals, a Scottish charity that works with local agencies to provide school meals for children, where that can make all the difference to their health and education. You can find their details in the picture below, and their website can be found at this link. https://www.marysmeals.org.uk/our-story .

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Advent – preparing our hearts to receive the Gift

Posted on December 2, 2025 by Jared Hay

My hopes of blogging a bit in 2025 were forlorn! This is my first time at the keyboard bashing out some thoughts since I posted last year’s family newsletter. Hopefully, 2025’s will come in due course. But there have been a few ideas sloshing around in my head that I wanted to commit to screen. The main ideas are about Advent, but the first is pre-Advent.

The last Sunday before Advent begins is known as the Feast of Christ the King, which is both retrospective and prospective, chiefly the latter with its apocalyptic themes and climactic nature. A favourite hymn for this particular Sunday is Charles Wesley’s ‘Lo! He comes with clouds descending.’ But this year I returned to an old favourite of mine, ‘Allelujah sing to Jesus,’ by William Chatterton. Dix (1837-98) sung to the great Welsh tune Hyfrydol. Very often I turn to the resources of YouTube to find a version I can listen to (using ear pods!) and conduct in the privacy of my study, and I found a great rendition by a group I’d never come across before. I enjoyed it so much that I began to explore their other material and have been listening to it to. (Music is an important part of my spiritual life.) Here it is, sung by the Catholic Music Initiative and I hope you enjoy it..

As per standard chocolate calendars, Advent is so often seen as a ‘countdown to Christmas,’ when in fact it is much more than that. Within the traditions of the church, Advent is a time of personal preparation, of repentance and hope, of looking back to the first coming of Jesus and looking forward to his coming in glory. I love the subtitle of Fleming Rutledge’s book, Advent: The Once and Future Coming of Jesus Christ. This is a time that is pregnant with the drama of a story that is reaching a climax in the narrative, full of mystery and wonder, yet knowing there is much more to come.

Over the course of the last years I have dipped into this book, reflecting on her sermons at different points on the Advent journey, for the road is not smooth, but rough, not straight, but winding, not only about light, but also darkness, not only joy and celebration, but also sorrow and lament. All of these aspects of The Greatest Story Ever Told are necessary to prepare our hearts for the coming of the Gift.

The Gift is also the greatest of all gifts – God’s gift of his Son, coming in flesh as a tiny baby, taking on our humanity in order to redeem us. I picked up an Advent habit from a Facebook friend (I forget whom – but thank you!), that helps me explore the nature of the Gift so that when Christmas Day comes, it/He will be received with great joy and thanksgiving. The Gospel of Luke has 24 chapters, and from 1-24 December I read a chapter of the Gospel every day. Of course, among Luke’s stories of Jesus are the birth narratives that we know so well, stories of Gabriel the Archangel, of Zechariah, Elizabeth and John, of Mary and Joseph going to Bethlehem (not to an Inn!), of angels and shepherds. But these are only the start, and Luke tells his stories of Jesus’s life and ministry, his death and resurrection with such artistry that he draws his readers in, unwrapping the Gift. Today, I began that practice with Luke 1, and I know that I will continue to learn more about how precious that Gift is.

I encourage readers to dive into Advent wholeheartedly. Don’t be distracted by the glitz and glamour of how our society jumps straight into the Christmas season, and does so in a way that ignores the Gift. Take time to prepare yourself for his coming so that, whatever lesser gifts come your way on 25th December, you will be able to receive the true Gift with unspeakable joy.

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An adventurous and anticipatory year

Posted on December 21, 2024 by Jared Hay

It’s been a while since I published a blog – since before the first assassination attempt on Trump! A lot of water has flowed under the bridge since then, and some of it has contained a great deal of sewage. However, as a family, it has been a lovely year for us as the pix of our family newsletter describe. Whoever you are, and wherever you live, we hope that you will have a lovely Christmas and a brilliant 2025.

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Fail to prepare and prepare to fail.

Posted on July 10, 2024 by Jared Hay

It was Harold Wilson who said, more than half a century ago, ‘a week is a long time in politics.’ It has been a long week on both sides of the Pond. Joe Biden is facing increasing calls to step down from his candidacy in the November election. I would never under any circumstances vote for Donald Trump, but it is clear that many will, so the over-riding strategy must be to find someone who will beat him in November, whether that is Biden or someone else. However, I want to focus on this side of the Pond.

It has been a record-breaking week in the history of UK elections, with Labour winning 411 seats (+ the Speaker), a record for their percentage of the vote, the Tories winning 121, the lowest in over a century, and 335 of 650 MPs taking their seat for the first time – unknown in several centuries. The records also include the highest number of female MPs and LGBT+ MPs. But it is the two leaders who are the subject of this blog, Rishi Sunak and Keir Starmer. Sunak has resigned as PM and Tory party leader, while Starmer is the new PM and has quickly formed a cabinet, with some of the new faces coming in at lower levels of government. How do they match up to the adage, ‘fail to prepare and prepare to fail’?

It all began on a rainy day in Downing Street, when an increasingly wet and uncomfortable Sunak made the announcement that Parliament was being dissolved and an election was being held on 4 July. First, he did not prepare for the weather, and the optics of the announcement were not lost on viewers,. They were rammed home by the bad press that followed. (For his resignation speech on the same spot, his wife was carrying one just in case. But, of course, it never rains when you are prepared for it!) More importantly, he had not prepared his colleagues and campaign managers for the announcement, so they were caught on the hop having planned for an autumn election. Some local constituencies had not even selected their candidates and found themselves hard up against the deadline for nominations.

Forgetting about the weather, D-Day, betting, and the fact that they would probably have lost in the autumn anyway, this was a campaign that they were almost bound to lose because of the lack of preparation. Tories everywhere had to run to catch up, and never did. Lots of photo-shot opportunities went wrong because no-one told Sunak that Wales was not in the Euros, or that sheep are not really very good at coming to strangers, and the like. It seemed that lack of preparation and foresight at every turn led to one disaster after another. Sunak is a prime example of what happens when one fails to prepare.

Starmer was the exact opposite. Listening to the BBC Newscast profile of Starmer, it was very clear that he is a hard-working details person and ruthless with it. Having sorted the intra-party issues, at the start of this year he got all his shadow cabinet to start working up policies on issues that he would face them if they won the election. He had former senior civil servant Sue Gray hired as Chief of Staff in 2023 to help the shadow cabinet understand how the civil service works and how best to create policies that will be fit for implementation. He has also been talking to people across the land about their priorities, and consulting with the business community. When the election gun was fired, the campaigners were ready to go. He and his teams were fully prepared for whenever the election was called and for the aftermath.

What has been interesting to see since the 5th July is that Starmer has effectively co-opted a few expert non-parliamentarians to serve in government as peers, so that they can help to shape policy from a scientific and experiential point of view. Several who have returned to Parliament after a period of absence have also been included in government, such as former Cabinet Minister Douglas Alexander. The new PM appears to have put together a talented team with the principle of service at its core. We will see how that turns out. All I can say is that, while I wanted the Tories out after the disasters of the last several years, I was unsure what kind of team could be assembled to replace them. Seeing events unfold, I have been reassured on that point for the time being, and wish them all the best as they seek to change for the better the lives of the many, not the few. It is further reassuring that Larry the cat has retained his seat around the Cabinet table as Chief Mouser.

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‘I’m just wondering how it got to here.’

Posted on July 3, 2024 by Jared Hay

These are the words of our son during a WhatsApp conversation about the state of politics in the US election, in the wake of President Biden’s poor, some say disastrous, performance in the first Presidential debate. The choice is between two old men, one a convicted felon, serial adulterer, sexual predator, and inveterate liar, while the other is the incumbent about whom there is anxiety if he is physically and mentally fit enough to serve a full term. I know which one I would choose, even if he couldn’t serve a full term. In my opinion, Donald Trump is the greatest threat to American Democracy and world peace at this moment in time.

Interestingly, amid calls from pundits for Biden to step down and Democratic Party politicians panicking after the debate, Alan Lichtman, Distinguished Professor of History at American University, Washington DC, says that is the worst thing they could do. He has written a book called Predicting the Next President: The Keys to the White House. Using thirteen ‘keys,’ or questions asked from the perspective of the incumbent party to answer in binary form, he has correctly predicted Presidential elections since 1984 (the Supreme Court decided the 2000 election, but Gore won the popular vote), and has assessed past elections using the keys going back to 1860, when Lincoln won. Whoever wins the majority of the keys wins the election.

Two of these keys are ‘Is the candidate the incumbent?’ and ‘Has the candidate won a Primary contest?’ For Joe Biden, the answer to both these questions is yes, so he holds these keys. If Joe Biden steps back, the Democrats have lost both these keys, meaning they only need to lose another five to be sure of losing the election. It is too far from 5 November to predict the answers to all the remaining keys, but some are already in Biden’s hands, like the economy. Some are not, such as the ones relating to ‘Incumbent Charisma’ and ‘Challenger Charisma.’ The ‘Third Party Challenger’ key depends on whether RFKJr’s campaign takes off. At the moment, that seems unlikely, in which case it will be in Biden’s hands.

The basis for Lichtman’s assessments is an examination of how elections work, and the pragmatic nature of the electorate. Endless millions are spent on adverts, campaigns across the country, and reading the runes of debates. Lichtman says they are all irrelevant. What matters is how the electorate answers these thirteen questions to themselves, and whoever wins more of the keys wins the election. The binary nature of the questions means that no one key can hold more sway than others. And the questions are not trite. They cover the reality of the present situation in the White House and Congress, the performance of the economy, the military, and the administration, as well as personal questions about the candidates.

While Lichtman is not yet in a position to predict the outcome on 5 November (he will sometime in August), his assessment is that if the Democrats want to win, they must stick with Biden. If they don’t, they are almost certain to lose.

Observant readers will have noticed that I haven’t tried to answer Ian’s question. It is an important one, especially when asked by a young, thinking adult. They do not want to be governed by old men like Biden or Trump. If this is the choice, the system is broken, but no one seems able or willing to fix it.

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This is my story

Posted on June 27, 2024 by Jared Hay

Yesterday we had a visit from two of my cousins and while they were with us we took a trip out to Currie for lunch, also visiting the house that he left fifty years ago to emigrate to Canada. There was a fortuitous encounter with the present owner, and we had a chat about the street then and now. When my cousin was working in Edinburgh with the Royal Bank of Scotland, I stayed in that house with him and his wife while attending a course at the RBS Training College in the city, and I also remember spending a short holiday there, so there were memories for me too.

While reminiscing later about our family history, he sent by AirDrop a few very old photos of occasions before I was born, but I recognised the people as younger versions of those I knew. The two you see have my four grandparents at the centre. Being the second son of the family, I was called after my maternal grandfather, Jared Woods -Jerry, as he was known by his workmates. He worked down one of the local pits until he was in his seventies, and died when I was very young. I have one outstanding memory of him when one day, in the late afternoon, my mother and I were in their house in Boyd Street in Prestwick when he came home from the mine. Granny had his tea of mince and tatties ready for him and, while he was eating it, I was standing by the table. With his fork he scooped some up and I opened my mouth to receive it gratefully. Looking back, I sense the pride he had in this tiny boy who bore his name – there was another grandson who had Jared as a middle name, and he wasn’t pleased! Granny Woods had been Mary Bryan – Polly – and both my late sister and the other cousin visiting us were given her name, neither known as Mary or Polly, but that didn’t matter. The birth certificate was what counted. Jared and Mary – Jerry and Polly – are in the photo below at the wedding of one of their sons. They had three daughters and four sons.

When my mother and father were married in March 1945, they set up home with my paternal grandparents, and that was how it was until 1962, when Grandpa Hay died. Granny Hay had died in 1958. Like many grannies of that time, she could be a disciplinarian and then relent by cuddling me close – I was known as ‘a deil o’ a boy!’ On one famous occasion as I was chasing my sister round the room, she tripped and banged her forehead on a handle of the bureau, creating a gash that required a couple of stitches. I was quite shocked, so Granny gave me a wee brandy toddy to help me get over it. I blame her for how much I like a glass of Courvoisier. Grandpa was John Hay – Jock (pronounced Joke) to many of the wider family and workmates. He gave me my very first watch, because that’s what Granny had wanted to do but passed away before I was old enough for it. It was a small Ingersoll with luminous green hands and numbers. They also had three girls and four boys, and of the seven my father was the youngest. At one point in our family, we had five John Hays – one Jock, two Johns, an Ian and a Jack. And I could have had even more cousins than I had if the three Woods girls hadn’t married three of the Hay sons. The picture below is of their Golden Wedding celebration in 1951 and there are not many people in it that I don’t remember or have at least some warm memories of. Almost all of them are gone now, but they remain in the memory banks. Looking back from my present vantage point, it was a very different world, and one that would be impossible to return to even if I wanted – which I don’t. But this is my story. This is the family into which I was born and in which I grew up. I am fortunate to be able to look back on these people and remember them with fondness. Their DNA and personalities helped shape who I am for better or worse. I know they loved me, and with the passing of the years I have become conscious of just how much I have been shaped by them, even if, on occasions, this has made me different from them.

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Toxic Positivity

Posted on June 19, 2024 by Jared Hay

I heard this phrase for the first time a couple of days ago while listening to a radio programme in the car. The show was already in progress, so I had to listen carefully to understand what it was about. It turned out that the participants were all people who were at various stages in recovery from cancer and during treatment they had all experience people speaking positively to them, when their situation was anything but positive. Rather than the positivity being an encouragement to them, it had precisely the opposite effect. When they wanted colleagues, friends, and family to understand how tough things were, they were on the receiving end of glib comments like, ‘You’ll be fine,’ or ‘You’ll get through it.’

I’m sure those who made these kinds of comments were well-meaning, but the reality was that they were not listening attentively to their friends, nor were they coming alongside them to empathise. When someone was needed to unload to about the struggles being faced, all that was received was toxic positivity. There could be many reasons for this, such as an emotional incapacity to cope with listening to such serious life issues because in their own lives they have seen this scenario play out with a parent, or spouse, so no judgment is necessarily implied. But the effect was the same on the receiver.

I found this such an insightful conversation to listen to, and it made me realise that positivity is not always what people are looking for. (It should be said that negativity is not what they are looking for either!) The way to encourage those who are needing to unload is not always to say anything at all, but to listen, and to let them know that they have been heard and understood. It also taught me that positivity, where that is at best a dubious response, and at worst a completely unrealistic response, is not something that helps. Rather it has a toxic effect on the person receiving it, leaving them feeling worse than if nothing at all had been said.

While this overheard conversation on the radio was about those who have experienced cancer, the idea of ‘toxic positivity’ has a much wider application. Indeed, it relates to any situation where people are struggling – with parents or children, work relationships or studies, health or finance, and much else – and rather than the seriousness of their situation being understood and respected, they receive a version of the ‘You’ll get through it,’ response.

In my own context of the church, I often wonder about what I perceive to be overly positive attitudes towards the future. The next revival is just around the corner. The church is on the cusp of growth, even in the face of the latest Scottish census figures about those who have any faith commitment, Christian or other. Now on the global level, it is true that the church is growing, and that is to be welcomed and embraced. But in the ‘developed,’ ‘Western’ world this is not true, and must be recognised. Without a realistic assessment of where we are, positivity can be toxic, leading to disillusionment.

I am grateful for having overheard this radio conversation. It has made me more aware of the dangers of shallow listening for those who need serious engagement with their situation. And it has given me a concept to apply to a much wider set of circumstances that I need to beware of in my own personal and ecclesial situation.

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Gabon, here we come!

Posted on June 12, 2024 by Jared Hay

Well, we’ve booked our flights! After a lot of discussion and trying to find the best price around the time we wanted to travel, we have, at last, booked our Air France flights to Gabon, where we will stay with our son, Ian, for a couple of weeks or so in and around Port Gentil. It’s roughly ten hours flying time from Edinburgh to the capital Libreville via Paris, and not a flight that we would normally sign up for. But for this we have good cause! Libreville is a 35-minute flight from Port Gentil, and Perenco have seats available on these flights for staff and family. We are very grateful.

Gabon is a country in West Africa that is half the size of France, with a population half the size of Scotland. Most of its inhabitants live near the coast, and much of the country is rain forest. Many of Africa’s gorillas live in Gabon. At the beginning of our trip we are hoping to encounter some of  the country’s wildlife.

Ian is a Petroleum Engineer with Perenco ( https://www.perenco.com ), a French/British oil and gas company. After a few years working in their southern North Sea base of Norwich, he was given the opportunity to move to Gabon to widen his experience and increase his responsibility and transferred there in January 2023. Since then, he has shared in a lot of hard work preparing reports for senior staff in relation to plans for the maintenance of existing assets and plans for future investment. In August of 2023, while he was out of the country, there was a presidential election that resulted in a bloodless military coup. Internet access was cut, and the borders were closed for some time, but by the time Ian was due to return the borders were open, internet access restored, and the main day-to-day effect of the coup was a curfew. Although that is still in force, it is greatly reduced to relatively few night-time hours.

Being on the Equator, there is little change in daytime hours, and many plants can grow outdoors that would need greenhouse heating here. Ian’s garden is flourishing with all the attention he gives it. The produce includes bananas, mangos, cucumbers, cornichons, tomatoes, and he has even managed to germinate a lemon seed into a small tree that will hopefully grow to one that will produce fruit.

As you can imagine, Jane and I are very excited about this adventure, but before then there are things to prepare. I have already expanded my travel insurance cover, and we are in the process of arranging the necessary vaccinations. But all this fades into the background with the anticipation of being able to experience the kind of living conditions in which Ian lives from day to day. We are excited about the market, the beach, the possibility of seeing the whales and gorillas.

We have no idea how long he will be there, or to where he will transfer from Gabon (Congo is an option), but we are looking forward to this new encounter with Africa. Jane has already been to North Africa, but I have never visited the continent before. I look forward to it. People say that once you have visited Africa, it will steal your heart. Who knows? Let’s see.

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‘If the Lord had not been on our side…’

Posted on June 7, 2024 by Jared Hay

Today the Allies, who banded together to stand against the threat of the Nazism of Hitler, marked the eightieth anniversary of D-Day and the counter invasion of Normandy. It was to prove a decisive, but costly battle on the road to the final victory.

The American commemoration took place at the cemetery at Colleville, just above the Omaha beaches where so many US service personnel lost their lives. I took the photos in this blog over the two occasions we visited as a family while on this historic coast of France. These were moving occasions even without the pomp and circumstance of today’s commemorations. Today, some vivid memories came to mind, and I want to share them.

The cemetery is an impressive place, and it seems as if its purpose had developed over the years. It is a resting place for the human remains of thousands of those who perished in the horrors of that day and afterwards. Graves are laid out in serried ranks, row after row. There are people of different ages, although so many are young, different faiths, and different races. The grounds of the cemetery are meticulously kept as a sign of the honour in which these heroes are held. But there is also an educational aim, in part to explain in stone and story the strategy of the invasion and how the different armies pierced the strong defences, creating a bridgehead then moving inland. There is also a museum, an addition from our first visit, with artefacts and explanations that not only give the big picture but tell the stories of individuals who took part in this momentous event.

A visit to Colleville is not complete without walking beyond the confines of the cemetery to the beach below. On a calm and sunny day, as it was for us, it is beautiful with golden sand and rolling dunes. Eighty years ago, the water was not calm. and the sand was stained with the blood of the wounded and dying. We were there shortly after one of the major commemorations and I remember walking across the dunes, where I came upon a small wooden cross with a picture attached to it. Here had fallen a soldier whose relatives had travelled thousands of miles to lay that cross in memory of one who was still loved, remembered, and missed within the family circle.

Back among the memorials I stood and looked around. Bells were ringing out a tune. I have no idea how many people would recognise the tune, but as a Presbyterian minister to me it sounded familiar. Then it dawned. It was the Old 124th from the Scottish Psalter, not only bearing witness to the influence of Scotland on the religious history of the US, but also recognising that on that day something took place that was not possible beyond the good providence of God. Those who designed and created this memorial drew on Psalm 124 to understand what had happened.

1 Now Israel
may say, and that truly,
If that the Lord
had not our cause maintain’d;
2 If that the Lord
had not our right sustain’d,
When cruel men
against us furiously
Rose up in wrath,
to make of us their prey;

3 Then certainly
they had devour’d us all,
And swallow’d quick,
for ought that we could deem;
Such was their rage,
as we might well esteem.
4 And as fierce floods
before them all things drown,
So had they brought
our soul to death quite down.

5 The raging streams,
with their proud swelling waves,
Had then our soul
o’erwhelmed in the deep.
6 But bless’d be God,
who doth us safely keep,
And hath not giv’n
us for a living prey
Unto their teeth,
and bloody cruelty.

7 Ev’n as a bird
out of the fowler’s snare
Escapes away,
so is our soul set free:
Broke are their nets,
and thus escaped we.
8 Therefore our help
is in the Lord’s great name,
Who heav’n and earth
by his great pow’r did frame.

 The language is ancient, but the meaning is clear. While it is perilous to claim that in conflict God is on our side – in The Great War so many chaplains on both sides claimed that – yet there is something about this particular event (the weather window, the poor decisions made by Hitler and his commanders, and the like) that made people think that this victory could not have been achieved without divine intervention. Only God knows.

What we do know is that this historic battle was not the last battle of WWII, but it was probably decisive in rolling back Hitler’s forces until they were forced to surrender. D-Day saw the beginning of the end of a nightmare that we hope and pray the world will never see again. But that can never be taken for granted.

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