Even though I’ve been travelling for 28+ years, and been to many nations, it’s always, at this point – just about to leave the house to go to the airport, on the first ‘leg’ of the next journey – and although I’ve been to Cali 51 times over 18 years, I always feel ‘nervous’ – not about Cali, Colombia, or the journey – but about every trip, to every place, and the feeling of ‘why did I say I’d go?’ washes over me….

My great friend, Alan, will be here in about an hour, to ‘force’ me (lol!!!) to put my bags in the car… I’ll be saying ‘don’t make me go!’ I think that part of that reaction, now, is that God made it quite clear I should rest a bit more than I’ve done, which I’ve ‘obeyed’, and I love being at home here. Once I’m on the way, however, it all disappears, and the adrenaline, expectation, and delight (yes, even after 28 years!) kicks in.

And above everything else, is my desire, my passion, to see Jesus’s prayer answered as best I can – I’m passionate about the Kingdom of Heaven being right here, right now, and long to see churchianity disappear, and a Kingdom culture overwhelm the world, with the love, grace, and mercy of Jesus. And I love Jesus’ definition of the Kingdom in Matthew 10: ‘Heal the sick, cleanse the lepers, cast out demons, raise the dead. Freely you have received, freely give’….

And I’m looking forward to my ‘team’ arriving – they’re expectant, and I want to do all I can to facilitate opportunities for them to see, use, and experience, the raw power of the Holy Spirit, in individuals lives, in churches, hospitals, on the streets, the prisons (if we can go there!), and in the favelas….

It’s my belief that we carry the Presence of God, and, in doing that, miracles, healings, salvation – have to happen!

And so the journey begins…. when I’ve got my jeans on!!!