We’re in the last packing days here at Wick…the last of the boxes are being stuffed with…stuff. Soon, we’ll be travelling to the opposite end of the country to begin our new appointment.
Its Ben’s birthday this week, so we had a wee party today for a few of his friends from school to give him a chance to say goodbye too.
I had an education at the food time. Here is a conversation that took place between two very young ladies, five years old, (not using thier real names):
Leah: Why don’t you go to JaM Club Sarah?
Sarah: Because I don’t believe in God and Jesus, thats all.
Leah: Well, you really should believe in God and Jesus?
Sarah: I don’t want to
Leah: But God made the world and Jesus, well he made it to and he made you and me.
Sarah: I still don’t want to.
Leah: Well I really think you should…Jesus made my mummy pregnant, and thats why I am here!
I’ll leave you to interpret that in whatever way you like! Bless em!
It is hard to believe, sitting here right now, that the Pill chapter is almost over (still 4 days in command!). We had a good meeting this morning, and it wasn’t as difficult as I though. I think I moved into that mode that you go into when you’re doing things like funerals…you know, the ‘I will not lose the plot’ mode! My eyes were moist a couple of times, just simply because you become thankful that you’ve lifted up Jesus enoughto impact someone’s life for the better.
Of course, people said some kind things, which we appreciate. And it is obvious that those good things are things that were heart felt by so many who just happened not to be the ones speaking. The small few who have strongly opposed our ministry were not present, and that was a pity because you never imagine that trying to please the Lord and do what he asks of you could provoke such reaction, but Jesus tells us to expect it I suppose.
I can’t help but feel that it is not necessarily God’s plan A that we are leaving at this juncture. That is not to say that our move is wrong, because God has confirmed that it is right. So what do I mean? Simply that we all have a habit of getting in the way of what God is trying to do and so we end up on plan F much of the time. Regardless of that, his permissive will is as right, proper and true as his perfect will. God knows, and what he wills is right.
But now, to Wick, a return to Scotland, which really is an answer to my heart’s cry. I’ve already said that there are things that the Lord is planting in my heart for the war on that front, and even the possibility of that gives me a lot of joy and excitement.
I praise and thank God for the opportunity to work on this front…battles won, battles lost….yet Jesus still reigns victorius and his Kingdom advances continually. The gates of hell never prevail against the church…they are gates, they don’t attack, the defend, and the power of Word and its Author are far superior. We simply need to fight in their strength and the walls will come down…praise God. He is worthy.
Hey…I did warn that blogs would be few and far between until we moved to Wick…but we’ve also just come back from 12 days furlough in sunny (HAHAHA) Cornwall. Well, the sun did shine for a few days, but the gales and torrential rain were the norm! Our campsite was perched on the edge of the coast next to the Atlantic, so the weather was a a bit more of an extreme version of what the rest of the world was getting. I do have a sun tan though, so can’t complain!
We’re back now to our farewell meeting on Sunday, Bens Birthday next week and then we’re off to Wick! Its all happening!