Where are the boundaries between what is natural and what is supernatural? When is the discovery of a new treatment classed as ‘natural medicine’ and when might it be seen as a supernatural intervention of God as he works with those who press in with a passion for discovery? When is the development of a ‘natural’ ability a cross-over into something supernatural? What about a reversal of ‘natural’ trends such as climate change as a ‘supernatural’ goal…
So I am aware that this is a big subject and the scope in these few blogs is fairly narrow. I am willing to accept that there has been a flakiness in some charismatic claims, not helped by a fear that to face reality is to weaken faith – whereas Abraham faced the fact that his body was past it, yet believed God. True faith does not deny the facts. Again with Jesus and the prayer for the blind man: after the first prayer he was not instructed to take it by faith, and Jesus accepted that the healing was not complete, for he prayed again.
There have been such false divides between charismatic / social gospel; personal salvation / corporate transformation. It is these divides that I would love to see closed. The Gospel (and God!!) is much bigger than the compartments we have made.
We all live with our passions. Passions fuel our prayers. I pray daily for the supernatural manifestations of the kingdom of heaven. And in this I am on a journey. So a little personal trajectory outlined below.
For a number of years I pursued healings and was privileged to see many wonderful God-interventions. I saw the majority of those inside the four walls, in the context of worship and prayer. I have no doubt that the more one focuses on such things the more it takes place – after all the only time Jesus ‘failed’ in the realm of the miraculous was in the context of corporate unbelief (Mark 6:1-6, a huge Scripture that needs an expansion). So corporate faith is ‘conducive’ to miracles. I have also been privileged to see miracles in homes where an invitation was given to come to that place, but the greater manifestation was in the corporate setting.
We live on an island where there were accounts of many miracles in the recent past. However, we have found that many believers had never heard of them, and that as far as we are aware that those not professing faith have certainly never heard of what went on. We honour what took place, but if we are looking for a new continent we have to see something different take place.
I remember reading an email from someone who came to faith, he lived in a town where one of the largest, best-known churches in the UK meets. He said ‘I am not sure what I am going to do, because church is not very public where I am.’ However, many come in by car and train week by week. But behind closed doors it is not too public. Inside the walls and God is so present.
I am grateful for the four walls – where would I be without that as part of my journey… but where am I aspiring to go?



The Traveller’s Rest- Return of the Cavemen (and women)
Day of the Adullam Cave
On Sunday I was invited to speak at a friend’s church. A rare event these days, and not one I crave for nowadays like I used to, but through relationship rare things do happen. Passion is a relatively new church started out of a desire to see something new in the Rhondda. Heard that many times before as well, and yes wrap away the packaging and inside is similar structure and format, but there was something I sensed in this group of people as they gathered. Something that excited me about their future, not as a church but as a group of people. It was like I saw their pain of the journey, their reason for being misunderstood and marginalised, the dust on their feet as they had walked over the desert ground. I saw through the raw, passionate worship, which was as far removed from the polish of C.D. worship as you could get. Behind the songs of joy and worship there was lament and tears, reality. I had not heard this sound many times before here in Wales but it was the sound of the guts of the earth being spilled out. It was the sound of Cymru, raw, wild, untamed, dangerous. Reminded me of times I had worshipped with the precious guys at Antioch in Llanelli. It was the sound of people from the Cave. I was stirred and reminded of the gathering at the Cave of Adullam in the time of David. This was a broken gathering, but one finding a mending in it’s brokenness. This was the return of the cavemen and women. The distressed, those in debt and the discontented gathered to David. A people finding unity in their brokenness and rejection. The marginalised connecting together for strength and protection. On the run but finding one another. I sensed God’s heart that these were the days of the Adullam’s Cave.
Collecting the Scrap
In a religion promoting holiness and striving for perfection there was no room for the impure. The Law of God seemed to be so clear in how to deal with the dirty one’s, the scrap. There was a dump, a place outside the camp for these types of people. They had no place in the Holy of Holies. Some of the rejected and messed up one’s would even be dispensed of through stoning. Religion is great at creating insiders and outsiders. Those welcomed and those rejected. Those who come up to the mark and those that fail. This type of religion is quick to judge lepers and prostitutes and tax collectors and adulterers. For these people there is only the margins and caves. But then Jesus comes. Thank God He did not stand in religion. He breezed through the margins. He looked inside the caves. It was like He went around collecting the scrap. ‘Any old iron?’ He was the first great recycler. What others would throw away, Jesus would patch up and find a new use for. That is why David was the ideal captain. He himself was a man on the run. He would fail and get dirt on his feet from the desert floor. His heart was real. Not striving for perfection but for God.
The Cave’s Embrace
These are days for the cave’s embrace. The distressed can come and not have to pretend that everything is all together. Definition of distressed; much troubled, upset, afflicted, intentionally marred or faded, damaged or previously used. If that is where you are at feel the Cave’s embrace. I know I can relate to the being used and intentionally marred parts. Sadly through my life within the walls of organised church. But do you know what I am not scrapped and rejected anymore. I have experienced the Cave’s embrace. Written out by man but written in by God. I’m still part of the story even here in the margins. Those who have debts can come. Not to be judged but to be embraced. People in debt get in even greater trouble because of shame, and sadly church has added to this shame. Quoting verses about being no man’s debtor. The first step to getting free from debt is talking about it. In the cave their is no shame. In Passion a guy has recently become a Christian and he stood up to share his ‘testimony’. It was honest, raw, real and he spoke of his debts. They had created a safe place to share at this level, which is rare. This sharing was the first step to freedom. He had felt the embrace of the Cave. The discontented, the not happy with the status quo bunch. How often on our journey in particular do we get criticised for steppingoutside the bounds of organised church for being too discontent? Never satisfied. Personally hundreds of times. These people are great at making you feel guilty so you feel you have to try to settle in another so called ‘spiritual home’ or church. I have come to the conclusion though that it is okay to be discontent, especially with how things are. Yes we are told to be content whatever the circumstances, and that is a Biblical tension, but I am learning more and more to be content in my discontentment. It does not end up in moaning and groaning to everyone then but it turns into life and freedom. I have found the embrace of the Cave. One final group that I feel I want to mention here is the Divorced or separated. Talk about maligned, misunderstood, written off. Not mentioned in 1 Samuel but I am sure the heart of God is the same here. How the ‘church’ has mishandled many because of a lack of grace to those in broken relationships. Marriage is forever!!! That has been rammed down people’s throats until they have become sick of it and then end up being ostracised and left for the rejected pile. Yes this is the ideal but life is never full of ldeal it is full of mistake, blood, sweat, wrong decisons, conflict, people. Broken marriages bring broken lives, and Jesus loves broken lives. He is looking in the margins of the page right now for those who have gone through divorce and re-marriage and broken relationships. He wants to say to you, you may have been marginalised but you have never left His page. He has never crossed you off or written you out. You are written in His story as far as He is concerned. As I have written before the margins will become the central story. Divorce is not the end, but a new beginning under grace. People of the margins everywhere, it is time to feel the Cave’s embrace.