I’m not usually lost for words, but it’s hard to describe
these last few days. Friday saw the start of the two-day Leaders Gathering,
with around 350 people from churches up and down the country as well as from
many nations including India, South Africa, Sweden, Finland, Switzerland,
Austria, Germany and more. (This was the same event as last year that started us on the revival road). This was followed by a wild Sunday in all three
services. And then the Revival Prayer night on Tuesday.
The worship has been exceptional. Such a presence of the Holy
Spirit. An awareness of the Father’s love. What can you do in such a time but
worship?
The practical sessions brought a Holy Spirit anointing as
people moved out in the gifts of the Spirit with many experiencing a new found
freedom in prophecy and words of knowledge.
Sunday night’s service was particularly precious for its
heartfelt worship and six people coming forward to give their lives to Christ.
Again, there have been angels in the building. Often they are dancing. On Tuesday night’s Revival Prayer
meeting, they seemed to be standing to attention. It was as if we had broken into
a holy place, with increased awe and reverence.
What days to be living in. Days of heaven. And lost for
words.