The Matrix

I am sitting here contentedly with a Donner Kebab in front of me and a night of intensity behind me.

I was going to show some Matrix clips to the teens on the bus and talk from it. But I lost the dvd 2 days ago. It’s such a small thing with large repercussions. I knew that I was meant to do the talk on this but I couldn’t really prepare because I wanted to watch the clips. So I went to buy it.-not at Tescos- rent it- video shop don’t rent it anymore! One thing after another. Eventually I found a friend that had it to lend and got it. The whole day was a bit like death by a thousand cuts! Rather obstruction by a thousand little trips. I prayed a lot today- in between the swearing a lot and losing my rag.

Really, how hard is it to show a 10 min film clip and do a 10 min talk afterwards to 14 children? How hard can it be?

Hard. Hard hard.

I really could have cried. When I got to the bus at 5 pm having spent the previous 5 hours getting ready. Because the bus turned over clunked and was totally dead. Repeat of last week. I really could have cried. Then I got angry. The thought of cancelling another whole evening. That would have been at least the 5th in 4 months. We even had a cunning plan in place to avoid this, where Gary would turn the bus over in the morning to make sure it was all good. But, Tim’s car broke down so he couldn’t show him how to.

I called Tim and we called mechanics and electricians and finally found out I had to stip a panel off and press a fuse switch at it worked! Joy Joy Joy.

So our prayers were answered. What looked like a cancelled night was turned to good.
SO why so much opposition? Well, we did the film clip and then I shared a bit of my story how I wanted to know the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth and they were riveted. Riveted. 17 pairs of eyes listening intently. In the middle the concentration was so intense it felt like I could stop speaking and they would be riveted. I was tingling with goose bumps in the middle of it. God was intensely there speaking to them. It was deep and it went deep. It’s one of those 1 minute moments that I doubt if I will forget.

At the end I held out red jelly beans in one hand and blue in the other and asked them who wanted to know the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth like I did when younger and they all bar one leapt for the red. Then we prayed for some of them to get healed of eczema like I was. So all the fighting was worth it. It was great.

Do remember that boys headaches? He had one this week right after the last time we prayed. He misunderstood me and thought that I had prayed for them to come back so that I could send it away permanently this week. SO we prayed for his headaches to go completely. Not bad to go from permanent daily headaches to one in 2 weeks.

Next week is the last before Christmas. Terry is going to give his testimony.