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On my home before I go off again.

I’m sat on the train home from Grimerud. We’ve reached Kristiansand and so finally I’m sat facing the right way and can actually write a little blog update. It’s been a good week!

I led a couple of prayer times with a Human Trafficking focus, one focusing on the victims, the other on the perpetrators. It was so good to see people join with this heart which is also God’s heart and pray to see it ended and for God to break in. It also made me even more excited to do the 6 week seminar I’m starting end of next week because I expect to learn more!

The weekend was wonderfully calm. I went for walks in the snow (I did have the offer of skiing, but didn’t quite get to that point), and hung out with friends. I also took a few shifts in the prayer room as “doorkeeper” which is basically the one who is responsible and decides what is done in the prayer room in terms of if the prayer room webstream is on (and chooses what set if so) or puts on some music, or reads the Bible out loud. On Sunday it was just me so I put on an archive from the webstream with intercession for the ending of human trafficking in Juarez, Mexico. It was really good and I could lift up my prayers with them and be a part of what God desires to do in that city! It was a special feeling being the “doorkeeper” because I realized that I was the one keeping it going and that if I left then the 24/7 cycle that has been going since they started in September would be broken.

Then Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday I got to share with the prayer room team from my journey and some of what I’ve learnt the past two years and a bit at IHOP-KC. They were so lovely and responsive, and even if I felt quite nervous standing in front of them at first, it was nice to have an opportunity to share my heart. I also loved seeing them take some of what I shared and put it into practice. What a wonderful team they are! I really have such respect for them. I mean at IHOP-KC I was one of a thousand staff sharing the 24/7 load, here they are a small team of maybe 20-25 total who are keeping the prayer room open and running non-stop.

So now I’m on my way home... I am looking forward to some good quality time with family this next week. It’s almost too soon to be leaving again next Thursday, but I don’t think they’d postpone the seminar so I can have a bit more time at home . It’s going to be good. Good to continue on the journey with God and good to see what Amsterdam is all about. And a few of my friends from IHOP-KC will be coming there in the weeks I’m there, which is also really lovely. The world isn’t that big at all!

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