A single bright green glove turned up on my gatepost this morning. One glove, stitched with a daisy, perched there like a tiny sentinel. It made me smile, and it made me wonder about all the things in life that feel a bit like that glove. Bright, noticeable, yet not quite whole.

In this episode I sit with that feeling, alongside the unsettling stories from Daniel and the Gospel reading. A kingdom weighed and found wanting. Friends warned that suffering will come, yet promised a life that cannot be burnt away. I reflect on how quickly the things we trust can fall apart and what remains when they do.