Pawns, Knights, Rooks and the master player!

The festival is over, the last band has played (well actually the last guy was a beat boxer and he was pretty good!) and the big pack up begins. We swing into action and by 3.30 that morning the sound and light gear is packed, the fencing is down, the staging is stacked up and we turn in for a few hours sleep. Next morning, 8 o’clock we get up for breakfast and then back to the field to finish packing up. Super cool Thomas turns up in the afternoon having taken his son to play at another festival that morning and we re-load the truck!

We talk about plans for next year and how to improve things, pray for and with the guys and then hit the road.

The relentless travel of pilgrims in search of what God is doing across Europe through a few random people. We’d had a few days spare and not wanting to waste time sent out a net of emails asking for contacts in the area. We found a church hosting a week of 24-7 prayer and emailed them to see if they wanted help setting things up. We drove the hour or so down the road to meet these guys and to visit their youth meeting that night. This is gonna be their first week of prayer. One girl who has visited other prayer rooms has collected a couple of friends and inspired their youth group and church to pray. Wow. We rock up into town and having had a little bit of experience and seeming to be walking the talk get an eager audience wanting to hear stories, learn truths and gather thoughts on how a prayer room works, how to fill up the hour and generally what to expect.

The next morning having slept on the floor of one of the guys in the youth group we got back on the road. A brief stop and really only a passing though, but what an amazing opportunity this has been, to be ambassadors of prayer and to leave behind a trace of what we are doing. As we drove away from that place we continued expressing amazement, thanks and awe to a God who puts two crazy English guys, with a weird idea or two into a youth meeting to pray.

Then here we are, at another campsite. Putting up the tent, cooking dinner (this time we cooked from fresh!) sitting on the bonnet and writing a blog. 2moro we drive on to Thun, Switzerland to see the 24-7 community there!

As Steve has been blogging about: We are mere pieces in a giant chess game, Moving as the master moves us, Defending when we need to defend, Advancing when we are needed to advance and standing firm when that is what we must do. Sometimes the action is on the other side of the board but then something switches and we realise that we have been resting in the right place, waiting for the moment we are needed.