WARNING.... God at work....

OK. God had felt a little distant recently. Not in a worrying way, just in a classic 'journey of faith way'. You know (or perhaps you don't), sometimes His presence is with you tangibly 24/7 sometimes you just feel as though He's around but busy on 'other business'. I know that this is theological nonsense, God is omnipresent (everywhere) and omnipotent (all powerful) so it's me that's moved away from God not the other way round. Any way God has been intervening in my life in wonderful gentle ways over the last couple of days. If you don't believe in an interventionist God you are quite simply wrong. Sorry but there we go. Wise up! Let me share....
I was preaching at a church in our Methodist Circuit on Sunday the church is nearly 100% Asian and always a pleasure to visit. The lead steward (elder) came to me after the service and with tears pouring down his face told me that he was convinced of my healing. Now this is is not an unusual thing to be told by well meaning charismatic Christians but his 'assurance' came with a prophecy or word of knowledge. He said I would survive so that I could finish what my Grandfather couldn't do. My Grandfather was a committed christian and planning to go to Cliff College (the bible college I attend) after the war. He was killed a few days after 'D' day and is buried in Normandy. I don't recall talking about this at this particular church. If I have then it was still a timely reminder of God's faithfulness throughout the generations.

Second bizarre experience was this morning. I ran out of some of my tablets and needed to go and get some more from the GP. As I was entering the surgery a couple of carers were bringing in a severely disabled lad (about 16) he was quite vocal and shouting. He beckoned me over to him and quite strangely placed his hand right over my oesophagus and looked me straight in the eyes. He carers apologised, I explain my health problems, they were freaked out. They said that he often 'knew' about these things. I felt strangely re-assured and peaceful.

I am nervous about tomorrow, very stressed in fact. I've sort of convinced myself that it's back. I want to lecture myself about faith and positive mental attitude but sort of feel a lack of both at the moment. Can't believe that it is as simple as that and feel the need to be honest at least though the blog. I'm looking forward to being proved wrong.

Jade's death is sobering. At diagnosis I would have been overjoyed to have the life expectancy they gave her; mine's never been 40%. Her struggle was so public. I suppose seeing a public figure, young with everything to live for loose their battle just makes you think. Eekkk...

I'll blog with the news tomorrow. We'll be in Ireland by then. I'll keep posting as we travel around the Emerald isle on Kip McGrath business.

Sorry if I've been a bit 'heavy'. Stick in there with me won't you?

Dave