The Fire of Revival in Romania

Pastor Florin, with red on his jacket, fields a question about the gypsy revival in Romania

"But how does it FEEL to share the gospel with other Gypsies?"  The question hung in the air as a room full of Gypsy pastors in Romania absorbed it.  This wasn't the normal methodological, missiological question that pastors are used to hearing, as evidenced by the long pause.  Jim Baker, my colleague, had bypassed the intellectual/volitional path that we are used to and was looking for a heart level answer. These pastors had been sharing the following stories (and more) about God's work and the rapid spread of the gospel in their area:

• A dream that led a family to the church to be baptized.  
• A village where 70% of the population was attends church and the subsequent closing of all the bars in the surrounding area.
• A vision to preach the gospel in the non-Roma section of their villages.

Pastor Florin paused at the question and the translator asked if he understood.  "Yes, I understand."  After a short pause his eyes lit up and he continued, "It feels like a fire burning in me.  I can not NOT share the gospel.  People need to hear the good news and I must share it!"

He then continued to preach with energy (or descriptively "with fire") for several minutes about how the Gypsies needed to hear the gospel and the Romanians also needed to hear the gospel.  "Yes, they have treated us badly.  Yes, they have hated us and caused us great injustice but God tells us to love them and they need to hear the gospel.  God is the God of forgiveness and so we must be people who forgive."

Later we enjoyed a home cooked meal at his house and saw the fruit of the fire he was talking about.  He is building a church for the 60 members in one village where they will house a school for 30 kids who are served in an after school tutoring program.  They have plans for similar building projects in two other villages.  In one of the villages the local witch doctor lives next door to their land and daily throws garbage on the property while speaking curses.  One of the highlights of this trip was praying with local believers on the site of this land.  I can honestly say that I felt "the fire" that Pastor Florin was talking about manifested in a deep desire to see God's glory shining in this village where people were enslaved by the occult.  

Meeting with Pastor Florin, hearing his vision for ministry, and experiencing he "fire that burns within". has changed me.  It has caused me to ask myself why the fire that compels him to share the gospel sometimes seems more like an ember within me.  It has caused me to be in awe of the depth of forgiveness which I hear from the Gypsies who are forgiving those who have hurt them because they want to share the gospel with them.  It has caused me to wonder why God has chosen one of the most persecuted, despised people with a tragic history to ignite the flame of revival in Europe. I don't have all the answers but I am sure of one thing.  God is at work among the Roma in Europe and I have a lot to learn from them.  I will be writing more stories of God's work among the Roma in Europe so stay tuned.  If you are interested in hearing how you can be involved, WRITE ME.    

Speaking Czech in Chicago!

We recently had the privilege of attending the christening of my cousin's daughter in Chicago. Not only were we able to connect with Allison, her family, including her mother who I hadn't seen in years, but it was at the Czech Mission Catholic Church. We have long heard of Paul's Czech heritage and how many in his community still speak Czech as their first language. To see it first hand was to believe it. Our family was able to speak Czech with the guests, the priests, and the family. We sang Czech hymns and sat down to Czech food and drink (rizek, bramborovy salat, buchty, Zlaty Bazant a Pilsner Urquel pivo, Becherovka, Slivovice) Nepili jsme vsechny tech piti!

We even met a woman who had lived near Vlasim and knew where we lived by our description of the neighborhood. It was a lot of fun to talk with her and her husband who are going to Czech for two and a half weeks next month. We were invited to Moravian Days next weekend to see dancing, eat more Czech food, and speak Czech. We all enjoyed the day and it made us miss many things about the Czech Republic.

The Day the Roofs Fell In-Part 4: Temporary Shelters

TouchGlobal Crisis Response Team in Haiti has partnered with a number of organizations in order to do the work of relief, development, and church planting. 6 months after the earthquake, the relief work is beginning to "morph" into longer term development work. One of the most pressing needs still is "perma-temporary" housing. The picture above shows a typical scene in Haiti as tent villages sprang up around the affected area. Now it is hurricane season and it is raining in Haiti...a lot. TouchGlobal has partnered with Samaritan's Purse in order to provide housing that will last 2-3 years and withstand a category 2 hurricane. (Remember the problem with wood as a long term building strategy in Haiti? No lumber industry and termites) We travelled with TouchGlobal staff and short term mission workers to the city of Bethel where they were moving families into the "perma-temporary" housing.


The houses don't look like much, do they? But to someone who has been living in a tent in a "tent jungle" in the rain and the mud, in fear that their children will walk out the door and get hit by a car, these homes are like "paradise". The TouchGlobal staff and teams prayed with each family as they dedicated the new "home" and helped them move in. This work will be necessary for many more months until the work of building real permanent shelters can take place. This is a very real possibility for a short term project for the Czech churches.

The Day the Roofs Fell In-Part 3: OLTCH Orphanage

When the earthquake hit, Greg and his son were sitting on the balcony at the orphanage they founded in Haiti. As the support gave way, they had to link arms to avoid slipping and falling to the driveway below. Greg immediately thought of the 33 orphans on the ground floor coloring in their books. He yelled, "Earthquake! Everybody out!". As he prayed, "Save us, Jesus!" the house straightened out again and they were able to run downstairs and get EVERY CHILD OUT ALIVE!

When Canadian missionaries Greg and Jasmine moved to Haiti a couple of years ago they did not have much of a plan. They purchased some land and lived on it while they built a shelter and figured out how they would help children in one of the poorest countries in the world. They found their calling in establishing an orphanage and caring for abandoned and orphaned children. Haiti had an estimated 380,000 orphans BEFORE THE EARTHQUAKE and that number is estimated to have doubled now.

Operation Love The Children Of Haiti was founded in order to help some of these orphans. After the earthquake, 33 children had to sleep on the ground, in fields, under tarps. They were only able to get 2 meals a day for a while until help arrived. At the present time, they are housed in a combination of tents and temporary wooden buildings. One semi-permanent (will last 2-3 years) building is almost completed to get the youngest of the children out of tents. They are looking to build a permanent structure within 4-5 months on a new piece of land near by. They now have 41 orphans and could take more if they had the facilities and staff to help out.

Please take the time to look at their web page and consider helping them out:

1) Praying
2) Giving
3) Hands on help
4) Adopting a child (look at the profiles of the kids on the web page)

The Day the Roofs Fell In-Part 2: MaCambre Academy

Before Earthquake-classes in a building


3 Months after Earthquake-classes resume in tents


Robinson looked at the clock impatiently. Almost 5:00 PM. As director of the MaCambre Academy, a local Haitian, Christian school that served pre-school, elementary, and high school students, Robinson was responsible for 730 students, 37 teachers, and 28 other employees. Robinson was glad for the relative quiet of the afternoon. Only the cleaning lady was on campus.

Suddenly, the quiet was shattered by a sound like a freight train rumbling by...but much louder. The floor was vibrating and dust was falling from the ceiling. Robinson knew he had to get out quickly. By the time he made it outside, the roof had come down on the main building. "The cleaning lady!" he thought. As he ran back towards the building, he called out her name. By God's grace, he knew where she should be and found her quickly, alive but buried in rubble. He cleared out the rubble and helped her to her feet. As they stepped back to survey the damage, two thoughts entered his mind. One, the campus is completely destroyed. Two, Thank God that this happened after school hours.

Pre-earthquake Haitian Public Schools were far and few between. The government had no money. Haiti was tied for the 2nd poorest nation in the world BEFORE THE EARTHQUAKE. Public services were intermittent and poor. These 730 students would not be attending school if MaCambre Academy wasn't here. Many of them wouldn't be eating either. The school provided the only meal that many of the students would get during the day. The instant these roofs fell in, 730 students were left without the opportunity to feed their minds...and their stomachs. This was not acceptable so Robinson got to work. The safety of the students and staff was ascertained. There were only a few staff or students killed at home by the earthquake. In the next several weeks, a water tank was built, the kitchen was rebuilt, tents were raised, tables and chairs were set up, curriculum was secured, and classes were resumed three months later.

I arrived in Haiti 5 1/2 months after the earthquake brought the roof of the MaCambre Academy down. Robinson and his daughter Sofia, the principal of the school, graciously welcomed our team in and told their stories. They showed us the 19 tents that were classrooms for 800 students. I, a former teacher, quickly calculated 42 students per tent with a view to the fields, the cattle, and anybody walking by...including us. Eye contact or a smile was enough to distract 42 seven year olds from their over-worked, frustrated teacher.

The MaCambre Academy, with the help of an American missionary and students from the University of Florida, has drawn up plans for a 20,000 square foot building to house the pre-school and elementary school. The budget is $200,000 to $250,000. As one of the possible projects for a Czech team, the MaCambre Academy has some appealing qualities.

1) Education for those who would not get one otherwise
2) Meals for those who would not get them otherwise
3) Christian teaching
4) A Director who is involved in helping locals become self sufficient through small agricultural projects
5) A Director who is facilitating church plants in 11 locations

After interacting with Robinson, Sofia, staff, and students, I experienced a feeling of hope for Haiti for the first time since arriving in the country. It gave me a great motivation for getting Czech (and American) churches involved in the relief work in Haiti. Interested in finding out more? Write me at thomas.becker@efca.org.

The Day the Roofs Fell In

Shortly before 5:00 PM on January 12, 2010 a massive earthquake rocked the tiny island nation of Haiti. The 7.0 magnitude earthquake caused catastrophic damage and killed hundreds of thousands of people. An earthquake of this magnitude would naturally cause a lot of damage but one significant factor in Haiti's buildings made this earthquake more deadly...flat, concrete roofs. Haiti's homes and buildings were covered with inexpensive, inflexible concrete. When the earthquake hit and the walls began to shake and sway,the solid, concrete roofs had nowhere to go but down. So down they came. All over the affected area roofs came down...on the people who built them, on the people who worked under them, on the children who were meant to be protected by them.

The rubble from the roofs and buildings are strewn over the cities, villages, and roads of Haiti. Almost 6 months later with thousands of volunteers cleaning up, the sight is still apalling. 40-50% of the buildings in the capital of Port Au Prince were destroyed. In Leogane, where the epicenter was, 80% of the buildings collapsed, including a nursing school where 300 nursing students died. In the ensuing weeks 212,000 victims were buried in mass graves. Another 150,000 to 200,000 wil never be identified or even found. In total, 4.5% of the population of Haiti was wiped out in one of the worst disasters in decades.

Statistics can't tell the full story of such devastation. Even pictures and testimonies can't tell the whole story. Death and destruction on this scale are hard to get a grip on. Over the next few weeks, I will be sharing the stories of destruction...and hope in order to share how God is working, even in the midst of tragedy and to challenge you to join in what God is doing in this country.

The Prague City Team, TouchGlobal, and ZMA (Czech Foreign Mission Agency) are partnering to send short term teams from the Czech Republic (and America) to help with the relief effort in Haiti. To this end, Prague City Team members Curt Mobley and I joined the head of the Czech mission agency, Daniel Hejzlar with his wife Daniela, and Paul Brown, videographer from Kingwood Bible Church in Texas, on a vision trip to Haiti. Our goal was to choose a project, create a promotional video, and recruit teams of Czechs (and Americans) to serve in Haiti in early 2011.

The relief effort will require millions of dollars, thousands of people, and decades of work. One missionary with TouchGlobal, welcomed us to "the land of opportunity" when we arrived. In Haiti there is boundless opportunity to show the love of Christ through construction, care of people, and many other projects. TouchGlobal is sharing hope in a hopeless situation and strategically thinking about church planting in the "aftermath" of a concentrated effort in relief and development. Over the next years, thousands of roofs will be built on new homes, schools, churches, government buildings, and orphanages. And you can be involved!

We visited a school, an orphanage, and a site where temporary shelters for those living in tents were being put together. These are three typical opportunities to help and I will be highlighting each of them in the next 3 blog entries. ZMA, the Czech mission agency, will be choosing one of these projects (or one like it) and sending teams to serve in Haiti. As you read about these opportunities, would you prayerfully consider joining the Czech team in Haiti to bring hope to those who have lost everything?

Here are a few random pictures of the first half of the trip http://www.flickr.com/photos/pack926/sets/72157624218941661/show

Next up, a visit to a Christian school where close to 300 students are meeting under tents.

Winter Travels 5: Amsterdam (Church Planting Institute)

I like conferences when I leave with a big to do list and not just a lot of information. Church Planting Institute (CPI) is one of those conferences. CPI is one of the "main events" of ReachGlobal in Europe. Held every other year, all RG Europe missionaries are invited WITH the national partners they choose to invite. This year the Prague City Team hosted 11 Czechs, 1 Slovak, 1 South African working in Slovakia, and 2 Americans.

Guest speakers were D.A. Carson from Trinity Evangelical Divinity School, Cristi Petricioiu (Romania) and Dennis Tongoi (Africa) from Disciple Nations Alliance. A highlight of the conference was hearing integrative stories of how different city teams are involved (or want to be involved) in holistic ministry with Roma, refugees, and victims of human trafficking. We heard about ministries of family counseling, nursing, and art ministry, among others.

Another highlight was working in small groups. I was with people working among Roma in the Czech Republic and Slovakia. We created a concrete "seed project" that could be used to reach out in the community. It was a great conference and I look forward to the next one!

Winter Travels 4: Amsterdam (part 1)

There is a distinct carnival-like atmosphere in the Red Light District in Amsterdam. As you enter the district, bright neon lights and signs assault your eyes. There are museums, shops, hotels, and restaurants close by. Lots of people, including couples walking hand in hand down the streets ogle "the goods" that are advertised in the windows. Unfortunately, the "goods" are about 500 window prostitutes. Horrible to imagine...yet this is only a very small percentage of the estimated 8,000 to 11,000 prostitutes in the Netherlands. There are many brothels where women are violently forced to work. Most of these prostitutes are NOT there by choice. They have been manipulated, violently forced, and even sold into slavery. Amsterdam is one of the top destinations in the world for human trafficking.

This is probably not the place for an in-depth education on the means that are used to force women into modern day sex slavery...but start reading some of the testimonies of women who are rescued from this tyranny. Click here to read a short testimony. Or get out on the street with an experienced ministry worker and you will not believe your ears.

As I entered the district, I couldn't help reflecting on the events that had led me to be here instead of listening to D.A. Carson speak on The Gospel and Good Works. Just a month ago I was at the Refugee Highway Partnership conference where I was made aware of the depth of the human trafficking problem in Europe. After doing some research on the situation in Prague and seeking out people who were ministering to women caught in human trafficking, I made it one of my many goals to connect with some ReachGlobal missionaries who had been at a particular conference on human trafficking. At this church planting conference I overheard someone talking about going to visit the Scarlet Cord ministry center in the Red Light District. I asked more about it and within 10 minutes I was in a van with the very people I had wanted to connect with. We were going to downtown Amsterdam.

The Scarlet Cord has been ministering in the heart of the red light district for many years. Started by the Association for Salvation of the People, they have been talking personally with women in human trafficking and helping them escape slavery. They raise awareness of the awful truth of human trafficking and its' effects. They do prevention workshops in the schools. They print the stories of the women in trafficking and give them a voice that both allows healing and warns others. They exist to help the women who are caught in human trafficking find freedom from slavery--physically and spiritually.

Toos, our host and guide, knew her stuff. She talked with us for almost two hours about human trafficking in Europe and the personal stories of women she knew. She shared how the Scarlet Cord ministers to these women. A startling moment for me was when she said that one of the most trafficked groups of women are Roma coming from the villages in Hungary and Trans-Carpathian Ukraine. I already knew that Roma women are high risk for being trafficked in the Czech Republic. She went further to explain that 60 % of the prostitutes in Amsterdam are from former Eastern European countries. I could see the frustration on her face as she talked about the fact that there was only one organization in Hungary that was equipped to transition women out of trafficking into a normal life.

Later, as she took us through the district itself, she pointed out where the various prostitutes came from. She pointed out the pimps, the loverboys, the different nationalities of prostitutes, the male prostitute brothels, etc. etc. etc. One of my colleagues said it well when he said he felt like she was a general walking through a war zone. She knew the terrain, the enemy, her own resources, and was ready for action at a moment's notice. She depended on the Lord to guide her every day of ministry.

The 6 of us who visited together ate supper and debriefed for a while. Each one of us had a greater knowledge of human trafficking and what it looks like face to face. I don't know exactly what God is doing but a few people are becoming aware of the human trafficking problem in Europe...and America...and Asia...and all over the world. Please take a minute to pray for God's work to be done among those who are being trafficked.

Winter Travels 3: The ghettos of Athens

refugees hanging out in Athens

brothels in Athens

"Some wish to live within the sound
Of Church or Chapel bell;
I want to run a Rescue Shop
within a yard of hell."
C.T. Studd-missionary to China, India, and Africa

To the mass of humanity that I was pushing through, I obviously didn't belong here. As I made my way through the hundreds of refugees with nothing to do but hang out in the ghettos of downtown Athens, I could see that they were from all over the world and they had one thing in common: they had nowhere to go. When I finally got to the refugee drop-in center I had to step over homeless refugees desperately covering themselves with cardboard to avoid the rain. Pushing my way through a courtyard entrance, I contorted my body in ways I didn't know were possible to avoid the 8 heroin addicts weaving wildly and holding syringes with open needles. After passing their dealer who was selling heroin openly, I noticed 6 policemen walking by checking paperwork of refugees. They were not interested in the drugs.

Just a few short blocks away from here was the "red light district" of Athens. I had already heard the testimonies of women involved in human trafficking in Athens and Thessalonica so I knew the plight of the women behind these doors where sex tourists unashamedly walked through doors from building to building.

My journey to downtown Athens to help distribute bags of food and hygiene items started because of the annual Refugee Highway Partnership Conference for European workers. I was privileged to be representing ReachGlobal Europe as representatives from all over Europe met in Athens, Greece. There was a great balance of presenting information, networking, working on committees, and serving refugees. Athens, for many reasons, is one of the largest "arrival points" for refugees escaping North Africa and especially the middle east. Because of recent political events in Iran, refugees from Afghanistan are flooding the streets of Athens.

A disturbing "highlight" was becoming aware of the human trafficking situation in Europe and making some connections between Roma ministry, Refugee ministry, and Human Trafficking. Here for the first time I was able to get a clear picture of another "highway"...the routes of trafficked sex slaves. Prague, among other cities in Europe, is an origin point, a transit point, AND a destination point for human trafficking. Traffickers in the Czech Republic deal in both prostitution and forced labor.

A member of the A21 campaign to abolish human trafficking spoke at the conference and I was glad to have a private conversation with him. The things I learned have caused me to do a great deal of reflection on how ReachGlobal can be involved in ministry to trafficked people (and traffickers). This will not be the last time I mention human trafficking. Soon, I will blog about the "coincidences" (read God's leading) that led me to visit to a minstry center in the heart of the red light district in Amsterdam.

In the meantime, if you are interested, write me to find out more. Or check out the A21 Campaign webpage at: a21campaign.org Especially note their "TAKE ACTION" section where they have listed 21 practical ways you can get involved.

Winter Travels 2: Karlovy Vary with Dora!

Shortly after Dora and I decided to get away together for a few days, a supporting church sent us a special gift towards "marriage enrichment". The gift was to be used for special dinners out, babysitting, or a weekend away. So, we set off for Karlovy Vary in the Czech Republic and spent 3 days together. We saw a show "The Lord of the Dance", wandered around a cold Karlovy Vary, and had special topics of discussion prepared. It was a great time together and we plan on doing this on an annual basis. Thank you, Maywood EFC for the great gift! (and Renee for the great babysitting!)

Winter travels 1: Spiritual Retreat in Rome

February and March are heavy travel months for me (and Dora). My first stop was Rome. Actually, I was in the mountains near Rome and never even saw the tourist sights! But that was okay with me. I was with 3 friends for a few days for the purpose of practicing spiritual disciplines, drawing closer to God, and to each other. The setting was perfect for getting away from regular life worries and activity. The location was beautiful and isolated. The rented house was plain but comfortable.

Some spiritual disciplines we practiced:
1) Lectio Divina (Sacred Reading) in community
2) A day of silence
3) Morning, afternoon, evening, and end of day prayers
4) Contemplative Listening

Lessons from the Anglican Church-Part 2

I did not know what to expect when I arrived at the house of the Reverend Graham Whiting, Vicar of All Saints Anglican Church. I hadn't realized until this trip how much the media has tainted my picture of an Anglican Vicar. British comedians such as Benny Hill, Mr. Bean, and Monty Python have been merciless in their parodies of the Church of England. Who can forget Mr. Bean's attempts to stay awake in church as an impersonal, unintelligible voice drones on. And in the American film, "The Princess Bride", a clueless vicar oversees Princess Buttercup's "almost" wedding with the famous words, "Marriage. Marriage is what brings us together today."

Any false picture that I had was destroyed in a moment when a very intelligent, personable man pulled up in front of the Worthing train station and introduced himself as Graham. As we drove to their house, Graham showed me the town, the shops, and where his parish boundaries were. Quickly after meeting Graham and his family, I knew that we would be good friends. I found myself wishing that my family was here with me to meet them. The conversations that we had about life and ministry were very encouraging to me. Their dedication to service in a small church was inspiring and we were able to talk about the frustrations of ministry together.

The Whitings agreed that we need to do everything possible to get our 16 year old Amy and their 16 year old Alison together sometime. At the end of three days together, I felt I had a new family. (See below for how I am actually related.) From watching TV and eating meals together, helping set up the church for services, walking the family dog, and hearing the laughing and talking of the girls' sleepover (or NOT sleep over), I got to know the family quite well in a short time.

Here are some highlights:

A Favorite Trip: Arundel is a town near the sea with a castle, a cathedral, boats, and a quaint shops along winding roads. Coffee at the Tudor Rose was especially good.

A Favorite Conversation: Talking with 16 year old Ali about the JUMP service for kids and their grownups and seeing how she is an integral part of the ministry at All Saints (along with sister Lisa: choir, JUMP, etc.)

Moment of Most Laughter: Watching "Top Gear" on television with Charie and 13 year old Lisa, who said, "it is a very British television show" and that I must watch it. It is crazy funny.

How I am related to the Whiting family: After Dora's father passed away, my mother in-law re-married. Her new husband had 4 children. One was a Charie, who married a British Vicar. so Graham is my step brother in-law (I think...anyone have a more precise designation?)

Favorite white, fur shedding, food scrounging, well-loved family dog: Cari

The answer to the question, "Tom, did you eat fish and chips and drink ale at a British pub off Trafalgar Square while you were in London?": Yes

Lessons from the Anglican Church-Part 1

If you ever find yourself near Worthing in West Sussex, England on a Sunday morning, drop in at the All Saints Church on Cissbury Drive. Located in a quiet, peaceful neighborhood in Findon Valley, All Saints has a wonderful mix of high church Anglican charm and "fresh expressions" of outreach and worship.

I had the privilege of attending two services, each characterized by very different elements. the high church Anglican service was Eucharistic (main focus of worship on Holy Communion). The liturgical reading of prayers and singing of hymns focused us on an organized, awesome God worthy of worship. Holy Communion and a message from John 1 on the Word becoming flesh and living among us and Holy Communion focused us on a God who came "down" from heaven to live among us. I don't get to attend many high church services so it was a treat for me. This was a beautiful, God-honoring service that fed me.

As a church planter, my ears perked up as I heard about the "fresh expression" of worship called JUMP. The Bishop of the Chichester diocese, Lindsay Urwin (the "cool bishop" according to 16 year old Ali Whiting), has stated that the Church of England will require fresh expressions of worship and outreach in order to reach out to the unchurches. Therefore, the Vicar and his family run the JUMP 4 JOY service for "kids and their grownups". JUMP stands for Joyful Unrestrained Magnificent Praise.

JUMP is a service for children. However, each child is required to "bring their grownups along". The reasons are twofold: outreach and legal considerations due to not having enough "official" adult caretakers. It works out well because on Sunday there were as many adults as children in the group of about 30. There were obvious teacher influences in the program with rapid movement from one activity to another and controlled people moving. An opening prayer, a song, a Valentine's craft (5 minutes only!), another song with kids' instruments, a participatory drama about the Good Samaritan, more songs, and a reciting of the Lord's Prayer gave the real impression of a child's church service.

I must admit that my church planter radar was on high alert as I noticed 3 things:

1) Every kid did, indeed, have at least one parent or grandparent with them.
2) ALL the parents/grandparents were interacting with their children, as well as with other children, through song (and dance!)
3) The parents all seemed to know each other and interact with each other.

Naturally, I had a few questions. Do some of the parents ever go to the adult (liturgical) service? Is it realistic to expect that those parents who come to the JUMP service will ever go to the liturgical service? These questions led to a mutually encouraging discussion with the Vicar and his wife about the different styles of worship and how important it is for the adults to move from being fed milk to being fed meat. Could the parents be taken out of the kids' service for a 5-10 minute devotional in the room next door? Could they build on their picnics and Christmas programs by starting a small group that addresses themes of parenting or marriage? The answers will come as the discussion continues among the workers at All Saints. Please pray that the Lord of the harvest would call out workers in this church.

I was encouraged and refreshed that Sunday morning at All Saints. It seems that God is doing something new in the beautiful parish of Findon Valley and I am looking forward to my next visit. Would anyone like to join me?