I don’t know whether any of my readers are wondering about this Welsh outpouring I was so excited about.  Did it live up to expectation?  Would I go back?


Well, I was one of the first in to the meeting, as they allowed people with disabilities and their regular church-family in through another entrance.  I lost track of time when I was in that room, but maybe about half an hour beforehand we were asked, as the worship-team did their sound-check, just to begin to pray and give God some praise.  That’s what people came into – us praising and worshipping God.  Brilliant!  They didn’t make a big thing of starting the meeting; people just joined in as they arrived.


As we worshipped, the pastors felt the time had come to pray for people, and encouraged us to believe we were receiving something from God that we could take back with us.  Those wanting prayer went to the front while others carried on worshipping, and this is what they sang as I was prayed-for.

“Just one touch from the King

Changes everything.”


The message was all about the Israelites when they had crossed the Red Sea and came to a place where they couldn’t drink the water; then God showed Moses a tree, and Moses put a piece of wood into the water and it became sweet.  The tree was there all along, but Moses didn’t see it.  How many times is God there all along and we don’t see?


What the preacher said that really spoke to me was:  “You can’t live someone else’s life for them when they’re completely off their trolley, when they’ve messed up, but you can live your life … keep your life sweet, and keep the cross at the centre.”  That’s what God is doing in me at the moment – teaching me to keep my life sweet.


Before I went to Cwmbran, a pastor there gave one guarantee:  Not a guarantee that everyone who went would be healed, but a guarantee that they would experience the tangible presence of Jesus … and I did.  So yes – it lived up to expectation, and would I go back?  Absolutely!


The meetings are still going on with hundreds coming to Victory Church from all over the world.  Will you be one of them?


I’ve never encountered this before, so I thought I’d blog about it just to give you a laugh.

I’m going on a bit of an adventure on Monday.  Do you remember in the A-Z challenge I wrote about the Welsh outpouring?  I said it made me feel like jumping in a vehicle and heading straight there – well, I’m finally going!  I have to book assistance on the trains and the nearest station to where I’m headed doesn’t have any staff.  I could go to the one further down the line that does, but the taxi fare from there to the hotel is about double, so I looked at train-times and phoned a taxi firm.  I explained I was blind, didn’t live in the area, and could a driver meet me on the platform and show me the way to the car?  Simple you might think, but no, this is the laughable bit.  They weren’t happy to do it, unless I gave them my permission for the driver to touch me!  Has the world gone mad?  I sensed they were uncomfortable, so I found another taxi firm.  Yes, they would meet me on the platform; did I have a white stick or a dog so they’d know who I was?  And yes, they’d put me on the train next day; no problem at all.

Gwent Taxies, and all the taxi firms round here come to that, thank you for having some sanity!

A-Z: Outpouring

Normally I would have waited until tomorrow before covering O in the A-Z challenge, but I’ve just come across this report of what God is doing NOW, as in this last week, in South Wales!!!  So I really think you should read this about the outpouring in Cwmbran, and if anyone feels like jumping into a vehicle and heading straight there, me too!