Entry 9, journey back,

It still takes some getting used to the thought I have just returned from America, I spent so long beleiving that it was hard to come to terms with me going, now it is hard to think that I have been.

Whilst sat on the plane, a number of other things came to mind:

1: on the last night, the monday night I felt the hand on my back again, and again there was noone there, I also felt a hand on my elbow at one point and gain there was noone around.

I know I can imagine, but my imagination isn't that strong, nor did I even think of a hand touching me.

2: John and I also examined a list of criteria that someone had sent to us, in regard to a revival, but I shall come back to this in my final conclusion on my journey later this monring.

It was a great journey back, british airports have so much to learn from American ones, or at least the ones we were in.

The food was great, and it takes real skill to eat on a plane, even greater skill to eat on a plane when the food is rice, keeping it on the fork, duirng tubrulance deserves some kind of an award I can tell you.

John and I felt as though we were flagging somewhat as we got on the train frm leeds, back to harrogate.

great to get home yesterday and be with the girls.

I would like to finish this posting with just a brief comment on the last week, and then say more in a final blog for the week away later this morning.

John and I spoke on Monday, and both asked the question, whether we would rather meet with God in such a personal and dynamic way, or be healed. I can honestly tell you that both of us said that we would have wanted to meet with god, and this is what has taken place over the last week.

I struggled a bit on the monday night, because I didn't want to have the focus upon me and my eyes, because john's knee was equally as needing to be healed as my eeys.

I noted a number of times how much discomfort he was in, and I can say, that I felt more dissatisfaction about him not being healed than me.

It is an absolute testiment to John, not only that he put up with me for a week in sometimes strongly intense situations where God was meeting with us, but also on the Journey back, when his knee was hurting, and we were both tired, and he still had to guide me thrugh the aiports and train stations.

John demostrated so much of the love of God to me whilst out there, and throughout all our jonreys, and through his demonstration of kindness, love, graciousness, understanding, and patients, I will continue, and never stop praying until his knee is healed, I publicly want to say a huge thanks to John, for everything that he is, and everything that he did for me whilst out there, the man is not just a great church leader, not just a special friend, but a true man of God.

I shall reflect further in my next posting about healing, revival, the week in general, and what I have brought back with me.

I do believe, in the terms they use out there, I went, I got, and I have brought back, and I am really excited about what God has in store for RolltheRock over the coming weeks, months and years.