Monday 22 August 2011

Devonshire - a report

I've been to 'Together at Westpoint' and I'm home now, a little more crazy than I was before. I am dearly hoping that it's purely a consequence of little sleep and a lot of work over the last week.

Tuesday began bright and early, with a splattering of rain, and a teeny car filled with the most stuff I have ever seen. Most of this was mine, but hey, camping required many, many things. Most notably, a tent. And that's big. The plan was to leave Bournemouth by 2pm. We left around 6pm and after an eventful drive along many wrong roads, arrived in Exeter in the dark. Thus, put up the big tent, in the dark. Not something I'd recommend. 

Wednesday dawned and we remembered the gigantic pile of stuff we'd left in the air craft hanger that needed to be sorted, organised and set up, and yet before we had time to process the task, 40 security fence panels arrived, each needing to be covered in hundreds of metres of fabric. Wednesday was a long day. Thursday even longer, with an earlier start, so we could complete all we needed to, before delegates arrived.

Meanwhile, Bournemouth was flooding and roads were being shut, which meant it took many people much longer to join us than expected. What can I say, things fall apart when we're not in town....? Anyway, before long people began to arrive and I managed to not nap on the sofa in front of them all as I made even more bunting. A dinner of slightly cold carbonara with the girls, before the first meeting began, and a fun evening we had worshipping Jesus and hearing from His word. 

Friday flew past, Saturday too, each spent in worship and hearing teaching, and enjoying the sunshine that we were so blessed with. In fact, I have a few more freckles, thanks to Mr Sunshine! We heard incredible talks from some of the great men that serve the churches in our region and our nation, and were encouraged to 'Remember the Poor' and 'Climb over the Walls', thus taking hold of the Kingdom of God and bringing the hope of the Gospel. Such a challenge does not fail to stir you, and today I'm going to try and process some of the many things I heard whilst away. 

Sunday, a strange day that required a lot of lifting and taking down. It wasn't something I was looking forward to but being cooked lunch, having a short break and playing a fantastic game of Tetris with all of the stuff in the pick up trucks, was, if not enjoyable, certainly not too annoying. We ended the day with the coffee and caffettiere we finally found in the bottom of a bag, and some Toblerone, all on top of a hill overlooking the rolling hills and fruit trees that were nearby. 

I'm home now, and have a lot of washing to do. And then I have work to return to tomorrow, and many, many people to say goodbye to.

On a more exciting note however, watch this space, for more adventures are on their way; for the prairie land is ours for the taking.

Much love to all Citygaters for you were fantastic this week in many, many ways.

xxx

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