It’s funny, but since I began to learn this ‘art’ of resting – pushed into a corner and made to learn it, by God, and by men and women who love me, I’ve developed this desire to really enjoy it….to a point that when it comes time to go away again, I have to force myself…. once I’m on the way, I’m o.k, but here, tonight, at home, just about to watch the recording of ‘Have I got new for you’, the fact that I’m heading off again tomorrow is ‘hard work’!
O.K., so I’m only over to England for the weekend – preaching Sunday in Catford and Orpington: then heading off to be with the Rhinos. I always long for these days we have together – all seven of us do. I’m a bit concerned, though, as we’re going to France, to do our usual ‘stuff’ AND some praying and walking around the WW1 site near La Boiselle, which is where the ‘mine war’ was fought, and the largest bomb crater on the planet is there – the Lochnagar Crater. My concern is the ‘walking’ bit, and to make matter worse, walked into an open drawer at knee level this evening with an almighty bang. And my living room radiator just literally fell off the wall….so if you’re among those who pray for me, can you pray for a huge miracle by Tuesday, please, so that I can actual make going with my accountability mates a possibility, which – right now – it really isn’t…. Alan is taking me to the airport tomorrow, and his anointing for healing is powerful, and he wants to get his hands on my knees before we leave!
It’s been an awful time, once again, with USA: the incompetence of a shipping company means that my ‘stuff’ (another lesson about letting go of possessions? Please, God, no, not again….) is held hostage by the agents in Liverpool as the company in the States have not paid them to release it. They charged me an arm and a leg, anyway, to get a relatively small amount of personal stuff back to the UK: and now it’s COSTING an arm and the other leg a day in storage charges at the port.
What else could go wrong between me and the USA? Alan reckons it gets to a point where it can’t get any worse – and then it does! Hopefully, there might be some movement after the weekend having at last got to speak to someone with some semblance of common sense there, after 10 days of trying, and now threatening them with legal action…. history repeats itself, as I had to sue the shippers who took stuff OUT to the USA in 2006 (and won), it seems like it’ll all have to happen again! I understand that their ‘representative’ who tried to defraud me as well as rip me off is no longer working for them…..I wonder why? I’d just like my things, to be truthful….
Next Friday, I’m speaking at where we normally gather as Rhinos – the House of the Open Door, Childswickham, Worcestershire, at their monthly celebration meeting. It’s always wonderful there: even driving into their drive, you snese the presence of the Lord. It’s fantastic. Then home…. to begin a bit of a yo-yo with flying into Heathrow – over mid-and end of June, then over in July, to fly out to Cali, Colombia again. Really, really looking forward to that, with Alan and Barbara from here….especially good to be seeing old friends there sooner than ~I expected, too.
When I return next weekend, I have three days for my videoshoot! Well, colonoscopy, to be exact. It’s a sad day to think about why I’m having to have it, as it is my wonderful mate, Martin Collins’ birthday today, which he celebrates in the best way possible, with Jesus, sharing a pint or two of Ruddles Best with him, and why I’m having this examination is what took Mart to be with Jesus just a few months ago….
So…Brownhill Road Baptist Church, Catford, and Green Street Green Baptist Church, Orpington, I’m nearly on my way…..
