So yesterday was the fifth birthday party of 24-7prayer. Was also my commissioning for my new job as Abbess of the City of London Boiler Room. I loved it. I was reminded again of the privilege of being part of a movement that God seems to be stirring all the time. I loved being a bit old in that context. I loved feeling not very cool. I loved the sense of acceptance and challenge. And I loved being crowd surfed. Who could not want to be part of something that sends you into a mission field borne literally on the hands of many, and then washes your feet?
... piano? It occurred to me yesterday as i nursed ANOTHER bruise on my arm.. that I have had a piano sat in my hallway for 2 months! It seemed like such a good idea at the time but apparently is not... its stuck there and everytime I walk down my hall I have to squeeze past the darn thing- often not successfully! A number of options lie before me: -chop the thing into several hundred pieces -find lots of people who want to move it.. to where I'm not sure -sell it -give it away -pray it away It goes next weekend.. even if it kills me... which it might.. hummm
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