Christmas was absolutely delightful for the Virgo household. On Saturday 22nd December Simon, our third son, married Caroline Green at Canterbury. The sun shone, the wind dropped, the rain held off, the temperature rose a few degrees and we were delighted that we were able to have photographs in the sunshine.
As the New Year has started I have set myself to re-read Arthur Wallis’s great book In the Day of Thy Power and stumbled upon this quote: ‘(Revival) is the result of a divine not a human impulse. In language plain to all, it cannot be “worked up”.
I wonder if you have stumbled on Ben Witherington’s contribution to a fun Christmas. I was surprised (especially having enormously appreciated his scholarly commentary on Galatians, Grace in Galatia and read it from cover to cover last summer) to find his hilarious selection of puns.
The last time I checked, the Pope was still a Catholic, the death rate was still hovering at around 100% and the chances of getting Mark Driscoll to speak at a conference in the UK in 2008 were averaging at zero.
In the 1970s I invited the pastors with whom I worked in churches across the UK to gather with me for some days of prayer and fasting. This was before the title Newfrontiers was impressed upon us. We decided to meet to pray and fast three times a year.
Yes, it’s been a long time since I contributed to this blog but what a summer it’s been. Our Brighton leaders’ conference Together on a Mission was a remarkable success and now approaching 40,000 downloads are being listened to around the world.
The vast camp with its massive tent housing 6,000 teenagers was bathed in sunlight when Wendy and I arrived. It was 32 degrees and everybody was extremely bright.
Excuses, excuses! Yes, sorry. Once again no time to add to the blog. Our Brighton leaders’ conference Together on a Mission proved a huge blessing. Already over 13,000 downloads of the preaching and we don’t have all the material posted yet, so we are encouraged.
Though his unconventional style is mildly shocking to the ears of this particular English preacher, who can no longer claim to be in his middle years, Mark Driscoll, coming clearly through my iPod in this last week, has been a huge blessing.