Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Diane, Matthew and I served in the great nation of Zimbabwe as missionaries in the early 1990's. We love the country and pray often for its people. Throughout the years of my desperate illness there was no possibility that I could be involved there directly again. Just over a year ago I felt God spoke to me again. It was in the early days after major surgery to implant me with £30,000 of electronics. My heart was stirred with news of the re-opening of the Bible School down there and a real desire was born to visit and encourage them. Then a friend prophesied over me in a Sunday service saying that what was in my heart was from God and I should pursue it diligently and fearlessly. So I did, and I am, and here goes.
Pray that I might be effective to achieve all that God wants me to do. Please pray also for the church in this amazing nation. These are exciting days to be alive. Yes - still alive and not finished yet!
Thursday, April 12, 2012
It has been great to bump into people I know and remember well as well as meeting hundreds I don't. Speakers like Mark Bailey (New Wine, Trinity Cheltenham) Jeff Lucas, R T Kendall and others are a great inspiration even though my limited strength precludes me from attending too much. What strikes me as new and interesting is that everyone is so upbeat. Elim is on the move again and now has over 500 churches in the UK and thousands more in 50 nations overseas. Church planting is very much at the top of the agenda and we have been inspired by stories of tremendous growth in areas like Cornwall of all places!
Pain is being managed well by means of my implanted spinal neuro-stimulator so I can contemplate even being here. Strength and stamina will come in time. For me, this event feels like a Doctor Who moment - as if I have been transported back to my roots but have found them almost entirely renewed and forward looking. Christian time travel - in the right direction.
Wednesday, April 04, 2012
Just down below the rocky hill where it is believed that Golgotha - the place of a skull - may have been situated lies a busy bus station. There the many nationalities that make up this cosmopolitan melting pot press to and fro in a noisy huddle, all the while in the shadow of the cross. The very busyness of the place seems to mock the idea that the Saviour of the world died there. Yet, the shadow of a cross over a bus station seems as right as a king born in a stable. It was for busy people Jesus died, as well as lonely people and sad. In fact it was for you - and me!
As I stood in the nearby 1st Century rock tomb I was struck by the inscription on the door. 'He is not here He is risen!' We did not go there to venerate a site or to see relics of a dead teacher or prophet. We went because when He died for us He also rose for us and is alive today in the lives of ordinary people - in stables and bus stations and offices and schools. It was interesting to see where it might have all started, but it is really exciting this Easter to realise where it all ended up. For us!