There is an incredible sense of uncertainty and confusion in Britain just now.

Talking to friends in St Albans and Harpenden, no one knows what is going to happen.

We are no longer following a well-trodden footpath in a clear direction. We are on a theme park ride with no idea of what stomach-wrenching twist is due next.

Even the political commentators are stressing that no one is sure what will be next week’s dive or water-splash, let alone any final outcome, in the roller-coaster ride we are all strapped into. 

We’ve had the surprise loop of a unanimous decision from the 11 Supreme Court judges that the suspension of Parliament was unlawful. We had not seen that coming.

And then undignified rhetoric in the Commons.

By the time this appears in the printed version of the Review next week, who knows what twists and turns there may have been.

We never had a chance to check it all out before we found ourselves on board, gathering speed.

But in this confusion Christians claim that some future outcomes are certain and true.

At many of our church services we recite a Creed, a statement of what we believe.

Jesus Christ was born of a virgin, was crucified so that we could receive forgiveness, was powerfully raised to life, ascended into heaven and – here is the future event – will return one day in glory as judge.

No Prime Minister, not even the highest court in the land, will carry any weight at that point.

As we hurtle round the next bend in the confusion of our country today, Christians hold on to such assurance.