Monthly Archives: February 2010

The Traveller’s Rest- I think we’re alone now.

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Deconstructing a Christian life

You never fully appreciate how much of your life is intrinsically wrapped up in something until you lose that something. Whether it be the loss of a loved one at one level, or the loss of a job at another, life takes on a completely different perspective when that someone or something is no longer there. I experienced much of this over the last five years or so. A  journey deconstructing the church is one thing, but when it comes down to it this does not have the effect of your own deconstruction. Having your life and all you have lived for and all that is familiar taken apart piece by piece until there is nothing left.

Personally I had gone through the experience of seeing my father go through the battle with cancer and thankfully win. but just as he was breaking through with the chemo my mum was diagnosed with the condition in exactly the same place. She never recovered. This loss is never replaceable with anyone or anything. An influence on my Christian upbringing, difficult at times, but she was my mum. Now she was gone. Soon after I was to lose my Nan who was also an amazing influence on my life and a rock. Watching dad go through the grief was heart-wrenching. But then one day seeing him pick up the pieces with a new woman was also difficult. Life was changing, relationships changing, familiarity disappearing, constants no longer there.

Deconstruction

Had gone through this process in church life but it finally led to me being deconstructed instead. I resigned after a very intense battle with families and religious spirits. When finally the new young leadership that I had pieced together during the journey asked me to become more pastoral I had had enough and put in my resignation. I was very battle scarred. Wounded, hurt, disappointed, disillusioned, would even say bitter. But then there was always my itinerant preaching and prophetic ministry. In Wales Emerge was emerging with it’s emphasis on the supernatural. I never quite fit in there. The conference scene was drying up for me. When people find out you no longer ‘go to’ a local church they slowly stop inviting you to speak. Who wants a loose canon? My diary went from being full nearly seven days and nights a week to being totally empty, and this happened in such a short space of time. This is when I realised how much of me was wrapped up in that. How much of my identity was what I was doing not who I was. I loved preaching, I thrived on deconstructing and reconstructing church no matter who got hurt, I loved the daily life and the conferences and the attention.

But it was all gone…

For six months we survived on fresh air. At this point I was steadily getting into debt. My pain began reflecting in my whole life. I would not say I suffered depression but I was depressed. Did not have any meaning to my life anymore. At first the freedom from church life was amazing and liberating, but the space….the alienation…..the rejection…..the humiliation. The after six months I finally found a job working nights in Tesco’s local store. Working nights for the first time when you are feeling down on yourself is not recommended. I felt like this was the full humiliation now, from conference speaker to shelf-filler. Then there were those times when you bumped into people, and it was only then because nobody phones you anymore. Those great questions; ‘what are you up to now?’ I work on the night-shift in Tesco’s. (See unbelief and shock on people’s faces.). ‘Are you going anywhere at the moment? (i.e.church) No. (See end of conversation coming quickly.). ‘Do you think you will ever pastor again?’ No.  Then the dreaded ‘we must have a coffee sometime (translated I will forget about you until next time I see you.)’. After six months in Tesco’s I moved over to the competitors Asda. Still working nights but it was a new store and a new team and time for a new beginning. The place of my restoration and revival.

But I still had to be totally stripped to my bone first before that could happen…

It is exactly a year ago I hit the bottom of my world. My life totally deconstructed. Lost my mother, my home in Lakenheath was changed beyond recognition. No church or recognised ministry. Night-work, disappearing ‘friends’. What else could be stripped away. All through my journey my wife Allison had been so patient. She watched me go through it in church leadership meetings. She listened as I told her of the latest critics. She stood by my side as I carried out my mad ideas on deconstruction and the prophetic. She loved the double-minded man who was unstable in all his ways. When the church life shrivelled up she was there loving me. But the deeper I fell into the pit the harder this was getting. The strain on our relationship was unimaginable. We are held together by elastic, but one day this snapped. Our communication broke down, our battle-ground changed from church to home, not in violence but in atmosphere and words. The wounds were getting deeper and deeper until one day exactly a year ago I packed my things and left. I was now sitting in a hotel room with nothing but my pain…and God!!! He was there watching it all. I was about to realise the truth of what David had written many years ago

even if I lay my bed in the depths you are there.

I had experienced what Jonah had, even when you jump overboard God is in the waves and the storm. All I had was God…but God was enough. People talk about God rescuing them, well he did me. He was more real at that moment than at any time I had prophesied truth to the Nation or preached to 17000 in India. He was real and He took the mess that I was and started to put me back together immediately. After a real wrestling session for a few days and nights He did something inside me and I knew I had to return home.

A rescued, renewed marriage

In a short space of time this relationship was restored to a miraculous level of love and trust and fun. As Bono once wrote, we are ‘stuck together with God’s glue.’

A rescued, renewed family

My four boys embraced and forgave a failed father over a short time. We have such an amazing time now. I love my boys to bits and often see God in their lives and experiences.

A rescued, renewed faith

He is real. He lives outside the box and He is real. The journey continues apace. Fresh vision for life. Fresh definition of ministry and calling and living for Him. The world is my parish. The world is my oyster, just wish there was not so much grit involved. He is in all and through all. I can now live what God had been revealing to me all along, but I needed to be totally stripped bare, nothing from the former journey could go on. Painful, life changing, the thumb print of a master potter. The broken hip joint from an angel. I walk with a limp but I am still walking.

He dwells in the aisles of Asda!!!!

Will tell some more stories about that next time.

So deconstruction!!!! Anyone want a bit of that now?

Even in the valley of the shadow of death, your rod and your staff they comfort me.

He is the God of the shadow!!!

Another ethical element

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Sitting here this morning I was thinking about the whole aspect of money and where I will take these blogs, and I began to reflect on what I wrote about a shaping element for ethics. There is one more key one here that I should add:

the ethics of the new testament are not a simple ‘right / wrong’, but are set in a relational context. Let’s take Paul’s words (assuming it is Paul!!) in Ephesians 4:25

Therefore each of you must put off falsehood and speak truthfully to his neighbor, for we are all members of one body.

Seems to me that he pushes ethics to a very high level… lying (what I say) becomes putting off falsehood (what a person understands about what I say, a call for openness), and sets it in the relational context of ‘members of one body’. This is clearly a inter-those-in-Christ context, but we can add Gal. 6:10

Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good to all people, especially to those who belong to the family of believers

which indicates that (although there is a distinction) there is no difference in our approach to those who are not of the family of believers.

So putting this together how about we think when approaching money, making money, business (and what if I wrote the ‘banking system’) that we seek to operate within, or toward, that framework of:

  • eschatology (what is the most redemptive activity)
  • relational (how does this benefit the other party)

OUCH and so huge.

I wrote ‘toward’ because we live in a fallen world, and our eschatology is not shaped by some utopian dream, but of the necessity of heaven breaking in on earth.

Raises all sorts of questions – what can we engage in? Are there some systems that are too fallen they cannot be redeemed? And when we enter the money realm, is there a win-win for the many or only a win for the few?

Podcast with Jenny Moore #3

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In this third conversation with Jenny I ask her about the involvement that took place with a gypsy community in Leatherhead. A community facing eviction, that she along with others began to support, eventually winning a reprieve through the High Court. As an aside, from a geographical and spiritual mapping perspective, this was also very key:

in a nutshell Leatherhead was a community that, in measure, was shaped through two manor houses. One prospered and is still there today; the other is no longer there and the landlords tended to be those who used the place and took the wealth elsewhere. The town today manifests an economic divide that corresponds to that original shape. (Very typical of Smyrna places, with a predator/victim shape.)

The gypsy families ended up buying the ground where the old manor house was situated (today between a sewage works, rubbish dump and the crematorium). Taking the ground they experienced rejection. Getting involved with them I see as a key element.

Spiritual warfare is always earthed. The heavens change shape to allow the people of God to make a difference on earth through occupation. Ok… enjoy what you listen to:

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A shaping element for ethics

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I have really valued the dialogue thus far re. money, and am aware that I will need to keep a disclaimer on the front (what do I know about how we respond to such a major issue?). I love that there must be disagreement, for maybe there is not simply one way forward.

While making a comment in the threads, I began to reflect on an element that I would like to think shapes my ethics. Not too profound, but am so aware that we can be caught up in two worlds: the so-called spiritual and privatised world of my personal faith; and my interaction with the big (bad) world.

Polarising the responses: either there is no engagement and a retreat, and maybe even the creation of ‘kingdom work’ that might or might not be related to the kingdom of God; or that of living by the same set of values without really questioning them. This is very acute in the selling a service realm – is it advancing the kingdom, or does it make money (and the two are not exclusive, of course).

So an overall shape for me is:

  • creation is good and to be stewarded. Creativity, work and business, are all important aspects and an abandonment of that is to fail to steward / occupy the gates of society.
  • creation is fallen (not necessarily evil and to avoided; but fallen so we will need to have our feet washed over and over again as they will become very dirty as we walk through life. If our feet are not washed then maybe eventually our hearts too will become dirty.
  • We are shaped by the future. A vision of a new Jerusalem (a city not a garden) has to shape us. ‘As in heaven so on earth’.

We cannot always do the perfect act (the perfect has not come / the world is fallen; the kingdom is already but not yet) so we cannot be too idealistic. Of course if we lose a vision we can become cynical, hard-hearted, and simply ‘wordly’.

So we have to be shaped by a vision that touches reality. I do not like the phrase (although sometimes it hits home hard at the painful world we live in) ‘the lesser of two evils’. I much prefer the phrase ‘the most redemptive thing possible’.

In other words, what can I do that is not perfect, that engages with the world around, the same as the next person, but my actions are shaped by doing something today that is transformative (or transfigurative), that makes a shift for tomorrow. We also have to accept that things might not work as well for us as we would like, it appears that we have been overcome, even that we have failed, but being overcome by evil is indeed the pathway to overcoming evil.

This is very pertinent here. Michael Schiffman has discerned one of the spirits over the island is a pirate spirit – drawing a person in to destroy them. How does one overcome this. I see no other way than to engage, run the risk of being drawn in. Thanks God for heavenly help.

On the money front if we don’t crack our way through this in some redemptive way at a time when economics are being shaken, I think we might fail to lay hold of the ground that has shifted through prayer these past years.

So once I get my thoughts together I will push the ‘money makes the world go round’ thoughts a little further.

The Traveller’s Rest- I am what I am.

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I have realised through my Christian walk that we just love labels. It is like an obsession with us. What is our gifting? Where do I fit in? With every label comes a sense of identity but also a huge bag of expectations and boundaries. We all want to know who we are in Christ and how we can fit into this Body of His. I have always struggled with labels. I have always felt like a square peg in a round hole. I never seem to fit in with people’s expectations. I have always struggled to be what was expected of me rather than be who I was.

Pastor Paul

From the age of 22 until four years ago (39) I was employed as a Pastor. For the first five years at a place called Lutterworth in Leicester-shire, and then for the following twelve years at Tonyrefail in South Wales. There was some stuff that I loved; the preaching/teaching, training people to their potential in Christ, relating and meeting with other leaders and churches etc. There was other stuff that I had to force myself to do; visitation, evangelism, endless stream of meetings, chasing people up for missing meetings (how naughty of them!!!) etc. What I soon realised was there were loads of expectations that came along with the label. The name in itself conjured up a sheepherder who cared for everyone and would feed, heal, lead, help, defend, do literally everything for the life of the sheep 24 hours a day. I realised I did not fit the label very easily in so many ways and would often feel a failure, pressured, out of place with all I was doing. I realised I was so much more than a pastor. My vision and gifting was bigger than a local church. After all, I was beginning to discover more and more, there are five-fold gift ministries not just one.

Prophet Paul

I realised more and more that God had gifted me prophetically and apostolically. I loved nothing more than releasing personal words over people’s lives and seeing them blessed because I had spoken something only they had known. Then I started releasing national words, one particularly comes to mind when I prophesied an earthquake would hit Cardiff, and not long after a tremor did shake the city. This lead to invitations to Prophetic conferences and Prophesy schools. Loved the freedom here and the radical way I could walk in this gifting. What I soon realised though was along with a new label comes new expectations. In every gathering I was expected to bring a now word from God. Individuals would line up to hear what God had to say to them. That is great for the ego but not so good when you feel nothing to give. Can I be honest in this blog? There were times I gave stuff just hoping it was God because I really had nothing to give! Did not want to prove a failure. Was so convinced that the prophetic was the way that I set about planning a journey where I would give up the pastorate and just become an itinerant prophetic voice around Wales. Then came Emerge Wales… With it’s emphasis on the supernatural and a young radical voice doors opened for them instead. I was left outside everything. No church to pastor, didn’t fit in there, no prophetic voice in the Nation, didn’t fit in there.

This led to rejection, loneliness, pain, bitterness, hurt etc…

Paul

I was sitting in a gathering one time when we were all asked to write on a piece of paper what gifting we felt everyone else in the room carried. Of course most put down prophet for me at that time. That was the label for that time and how those people saw me. I then did something that totally ruined the meeting but I realise now how much God was in it. I was reminded of the time when Jesus was talking to His disciples about John the Baptist. He asked them what labels people were giving to him. Some said Elijah or one of the prophets. Then Jesus replied with something that has stuck with me, yes he is a prophet but I say to you he is

MORE THAN A PROPHET.

He is more than any label any person can thrown at him, and so am I. I am more than a pastor, a prophet, I am what I am. I am Paul Leader. I can only be who God has made me to be. I am that square peg in a round hole. The only role I can truly fulfil is the one God has made me to fill.

Night-shift-worker Paul

Now here I am working the night-shift at Walmart/Asda. A role I was not prepared for in the slightest. Next time I will share about this transition and how the rejection and struggle with identity nearly swallowed me up. But also how the light rescued me and brought me into the reality of this more than life.

I am so glad that I am no longer identified by my role or gifting or label, but by who I am in Christ. Maybe I have found my square hole after all!!!!!

Money makes the world go round?

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Disclaimer: I am writing something here that is not totally thought through, those who can drive buses with one eye closed might be well able to avoid the obstacles I think are placed there etc…

Maybe though this can spark some more intelligent conversation too. (BTW: if you read Roger Mitchell’s blog you will know that he has posted on money and empire.)

To say money is important is such an understatement. Money (well, ok mammon) or God; cannot buy nor sell (of 666 fame); Tyre & Babylon and unrighteous trade.

Here are some of the things that fuelled my thoughts.

  • A friend recently went for a job. The company was honest with him, that they offered a service but that it was not worth what they were charging; that 50% of the companies that signed an agreement with them were trying to extricate themselves from it. He turned the job down.
  • I was speaking with a believer who is good in the realm of marketing. If we connect with people and they use a service, he said, then we can offer them something else off the back of it. Good sensible principle. I asked do we offer it to them if we are convinced this will be of benefit to them, or if we know we can make some more money from them – regardless of whether this would be good for them?

So these situations pushed me to consider what does it look like to be a believer in the realm of business / finance?

  • Is business / trade about making money (I guess in part the answer must be ‘yes’).
  • Is it about being a tool for kingdom transformation (or maybe now ‘transfiguration’ is the better word?).

I do not suggest the two are mutually exclusive, but which takes priority. And in a time when there are such shifts taking place in the economic realm perhaps this is the time to actively engage to see a new economic shape emerge: a win-win scenario.

In the coming blogs I would like to explore some of this a little further. So all you bus drivers feel free to warm up your engines.

Podcast #2 with Jenny Moore

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This is the second podcast with Jenny Moore, telling something of the story of B@titude in Leatherhead. In the short podcast the stories from the past 5 years cannot possibly be told in full, but the day-to-day natural supernatural takes place there.

Enjoy the listen.

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Update from Italy

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Hi:

I realize I’ve been rather quiet for a bit. Part of that is due to what happened last week. I had a ‘pain wave’ as my sister calls them. The muscles of my back down through my legs went into spasm and stayed there. Not fun. I couldn’t sleep, sit, stand or do much of anything. This has been coming on since the beginning of January but I did not expect the escalation of last week. However, I am a bit looser and in a little less pain today. The pharmacist blames it on a lack of magnesium and the bad (read cold and foggy) weather here. I’m willing to spread the blame around a bit further, but who knows.

That said, as I was going out my door today I finally clued into something. It seems that one of the more important places where the powers met in this city is over the issue of water ownership and management. Duh. I know. That should have come to me sooner.

My research is on this very issue – how humans, as a species construct their habitats and exploit resources. I am focused on incidents of conflict and cooperation around the management of water. The long history short is that in the 7th-11th centuries the church was the major power here and they gained water rights and constructed the first canals for irrigation and into the city. Then the city, the business and economic engine of the 12th and 13th centuries,  got involved as water was important for drinking, washing, urban sanitation, agriculture, food prep, industrial energy, and as a chemical agent in various artisanal processes. So the city built a water works at the river to the west of the city that started with 4 canals and then increased up to 11 major canals, all of which sub-divided. Along the way the feudal lords, the military power of the day, decided owning water was a great way to maintain power, in the city and in the countryside, and to make money. So all through the 14th, and 15th  centuries they were busy buying up water rights from churches and monasteries. When you hit my time period (16th – 18th centuries) you have a mishmash of water ownership (the powers have met) including the church, feudal lords, and the city. The millers also have some jurisdiction over canals. Tthe first duke (1545) required all these nobles to maintain houses in the city  as a way to keep an eye on them (they wanted to usurp his position and did murder him), so there was competition between the industries, mills and textile production, gardens of nobles and monasteries, and everyone else. And all of that had to be sorted out, somewhat fairly. In addition, all these canals with their locks and mechanical works had to be maintained and that costs money. Much of what I read is all about people trying to avoid having to participate in the purging of a canal or pay for its maintenance. All of human behaviour is on display around the water management in this city. It is fascinating. And it is definitely where the powers met.

side note: eventually the city prevailed upon the dukes to take control of the water management away from the feudal lords beginning in 1585 after one lord left the city without water during a heat wave. Over time there was a progressive move to a more neutral mode of administration.

Of course this type of meeting of the powers can be seen all over the globe. Resources always attract those with and those seeking power. And that tells us a bit about strategic prayer, the stewardship of creation, and the establishment of  both a  more just and more merciful society.

C.

Eschatology #31

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This is the second podcast on the Millennium. Suggesting it is metaphor, so any attempt at over-interpreting it is likely to fail.

I also look at a ‘chiasmus’ from Rev. 17:1 – 22:5. It runs from Babylon and her judgment through to the New Jerusalem and her vindication. The millennium sits in the middle of this structure. Chronology is not the issue but meaning.

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What blogs do you read?

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Well here is an amazing site, and not one I subscribe to! What is wrong with emerging church from a British perspective. Amazing isn’t it how ‘emerging church’ covers everything? Emerging church concerns. We read there

As far as the penetration of the Emerging Church movement into British Christianity is concerned, the walls have already been breached; the castle is in the process of being overrun.

Or maybe we have some hope that the people of God will live their life beyond the walls?

Anyway that is not the purpose of this blog. How about some comments as to what blogs you read, find helpful. I subscribe to something around 30 or so: the ones in the side panel I link to and a few others. A new one – and one I recommend – is from Steve Double. Never been this way before.

So click on the comment button below and maybe we will find that there are some obscure ones that need a little more profile.

OK

The Traveller’s Rest- the Prequil.

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SHAPESHIFTER (or the stuff of life’s journey that have shaped who I am and how I think.)

As I cast an eye over where I have come from I begin to think I am something more of a spiritual mongrel than a Christian pure-breed. The things that have influenced my life along the journey are wide ranging and on first inspection sometimes opposite ends of the spectrum, contradictory even. But hey that is the life of a shape-shifter, constantly being pliable in the hands of the Creative one. It certainly stops me being a fundamentalist because I have nothing to be fundamental about, but what I do take from fundamentalism is the fun bit. It also means that I can go with the flow. A few years ago as I was travelling to Mid-Wales to speak to a group from all over that part of the country. That day had been preceded by something very unusual (!) here in Wales, loads of heavy rain. As I was driving through some of the most amazing scenery in the whole wide world, the Brecon Beacons, I looked at the various waterfalls and streams and rivers flowing. It was then that I heard the phrase

we also need to be like that water as the people of God, we need to flow with the contours of the land. Each community and area having a different flow of liquid people, being shaped by the land that it is connecting with. Flowing and constantly moving, having affect on the land it is flowing through and being absorbed for greater effect. Realising that as much, if not more, is going on underground as overground. Flowing, flooding, refreshing, changing, life-force of liquid energy.

Yes I did have an amazing time in Mid-Wales. Isn’t this what Paul was getting at when he said be all things to all people. Be shape-shifters!!!

Here are some people and places and other thoughts that have helped shape this shape-shifter;

Alan Kidd- the ‘pastor’ of the Assemblies of God church in Lakenheath, Suffolk, England. The village where I was born and lived until I was 19 years of age. As a new 15 year old believer this man influenced my thinking beyond the local church. He introduced me to the thought of the apostolic and the prophetic (this was nearly 30 years ago!!!), that there were more to church life than being local and pastoral. He gave me a go as a 15 year old, allowing me to preach, lead kids work and become a leader by the time I was 16/17. He took me to leadership meetings. I think they call this mentoring now. He let me make huge mistakes but never beat me up about it. He took me to Grapevine where I first heard Gerald Coates(swear). When everyone else came home offended I caught something more that seeded in my life that wanted to expose the status quo and see the kingdom come.

Greenbelt- a ‘Christian’ arts festival that actually invites ‘wordly’ Christians, and ,horror of horrors, people of no faith whatsoever. People on a journey. Their whole ethos was about God being in and through creation, and through the arts, whoever was the artist. They once had U2 there, and I love U2. To me they are fellow pilgrims along the journey and I believed in them believing when everyone thought they were backsliders. They stopped going to church for goodness sake!!! How evil. They continue to be an inspiration to me, as does Greenbelt. Introduced to fellow pilgrims like Bruce Cockburn, Over the Rhine, Midnight Oil, the Alarm, John Smith, Mike Yaconelli, Athlete, Moby etc. Even broke bread with Catholics which was a real no-no to a young Pentecostal. Loved it. Greenbelt taught me about a different definition to the term ‘prophets’, but just as valuable.

Lutterworth- my first so called ‘pastorate’. It was here where I realised churches of all traditions could really work together with no competition, fear, sheep-stealing, mis-trust etc. I have never seen unity like it since. Every church in the community was involved; United Reformed, Methodist, Anglican, Catholic, House-church, Pentecostal. Praying together every month, pulpit swapping, closing services regularly to support each other, having a yearly rhythm of united gatherings for Easter, Christmas and Prayer Week. And doing evangelism and house groups together. Had a profound effect.

CYMRU (Wales)- when I was a young 15 year old boy I stood on a street corner with my friend for hours talking. We had both become Christians within a week of each other and were baptised on the same day. We used to dream dreams together. One day we shared about marriage and future life. I said I would one day marry a girl from Wales and live in Wales, he said he would marry someone from the Orient and live in the Orient. I met Allison at Bible college, she was from a place called Clydach Vale, Tonypandy in the Rhondda Valleys. We married in 1990 and moved to the Rhondda in 1994 to take on a pastorate in a place called Tonyrefail. With a name like that it must be in Wales!!! (the amazing thing is my friend married a girl from Hong Kong and still lives there to this day- talk about words shaping your destiny, powerful stuff!!!). It is here in Wales that the road began to really twist and turn. This Nation had an amazing effect on me. It is here that some doors opened and others closed. And some doors opened for a season and then closed. Just a few people and places that my journey touched; Carl Brettle- this man introduced me to the possibility of the Nations as I went on my first ‘ministry’ trip abroad to South Africa. He also opened the door to the prophetic into Wales and bravely gave me a platform at some of the conferences. Here seeds were sown concerning liquid church, being apostolic as a Nation etc. Connections were made here in many varied forms. Antioch Church, Llanelli-wild wandering and wild worship. Those gatherings were like a watering hole to me. Their lives like Christ in a dry desert. Here I came across a guy called James Thwaites and another called Todd Atkinson. Both incredible in different ways.  Martin Scott- this guy and his team wrecked my life and wrecked ‘my church.’ Since his visit to Tonyrefail it all fell apart…praise God!!! His teams visit encouraged the journey of deconstruction. Painful…

Next time I will share on the transition from church pastor to night-shift worker!!!

There are many others in Wales or events in Wales that have shaped the journey; Sarah Trinder, Justin Abraham, The Gate ‘fellowship’ (Tony and Pat John), Sharon Stone, Kath Fathers, reading ‘Some Said it thundered’ for the first time, the list is endless. Plus those nameless, faceless people that have been and continue to be a part of the story. I thank God for you all and ask anyone who has been hurt by my experimentation (especially the folk in Tonyrefail) and wildness to forgive a man who was just trying to find the heart of God for a people so loved by Him. My intentions were always pure even though my actions may have been immature. Love you all.

But the journey continues. Still shifting, still finding the contours of the land, still flowing. Hope this has not been too boring but I hope it helps to see where I am coming from. Nowhere and everywhere at the same time!!!

Genesis 12:9   “So Abram journeyed, going on still toward the South.”

Keep on…

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A little news that is of interest to us here is that this week there have been six people arrested and have to give an answer for alleged corruption over finances concerning the Balearic Institute for Tourism Strategy. Maybe as a result of prayer by many believers? Prayer is amazing – one cannot prove the link between the prayer and ‘results’.

Whatever – always an encouragement to ‘keep on praying’.