Last night I preached in High Wycombe. That’s about an hour from home if the road is clear. It was, then it wasn’t. I had just driven past the first possible exit for home (M25 J8 if you know it – but I left it because the link road was closed last week). Then traffic… Continue Reading Safely Home, Slowly Home
At dinner tonight, Joel said, “I pray?” He has said this before and when we say, “Sure, go ahead,” all we’ve gotten is a big grin and silence. Tonight was different. He scrunched his eyes shut and said, “De-ah Jesus, thankoo for food. Amen.” We all burst into thunderous applause and of course, the praise… Continue Reading First Prayer
The server did some regular process, but somehow put all our emails into a queue. Anyway, we lost nothing, just had a sixteen hour delay on receiving them. That’s a relief!
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