Good Friday is a normal day here, so nothing special happened except evangelism on the market in the morning. I preached from 1 Corinthians 15:1-34 on Sunday morning. The theme was the importance of the resurrection.
We had some visitors: some friends of Esther’s parents who own a house in central Brittany. They joined us for worship and came home for lunch. After they left, we wen for a long walk in the countryside, enjoying the sunshine.
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And to us who have fled for refuge to lay hold upon the hope that is set before us in the gospel, how unutterably sweet is the knowledge that our Heavenly Father knows us completely. No talebearer can inform on us, no enemy can make an accusation stick; no forgotten skeleton can come tumbling out of some hidden closet to abash us and expose our past; no unsuspected weakness in our characters can come to light to turn God away from us, since He knew us utterly before we knew Him and called us to Himself in the full knowledge of everything that was against us. â€For the mountains shall depart, and the hills be removed; but my kindness shall not depart from thee, neither shall the covenant of my peace be removed, saith the Lord that hath mercy on thee.â€
A W Tozer, The knowledge of the Holy
One to 2 is the new Bookshop and tearoom of the Heath Evangelical Church in Cardiff. If you are in Cardiff, it is worth a visit. There is a wide selection of good Christian Books, and some good food and coffee, as well as comfortable seats. I think there is also a wifi connection if you need to get connected.
I am on my way home. I flew from Glasgow to Paris this morning, and I am now waiting for my flight to Brest this afternoon. Paris is sunny, and it is very hot in the terminal. I discovered when I arrived that there is a TGV station here, and that some trains go straight to Brittany. I might catch the train next time, rather than wait for 5 hours in a busy and noisy airport. Anyway, it doesn’t matter, I am nearly home.
The Scottish weather was glorious for this final day. It was warm and sunny. We enjoyed the last few hours in Pitlochry by worshiping God with the folks who had stayed behind. It was a real privilege to meet these people. Their prayerfulness is humbling. After lunch, we drove back to Kilmacolm, near Glasgow where Iain lives. We didn’t have much time before the evening service. Just enough for a cuppa. Iain led the service and I preached.
The church here is celebrating Easter with a series of services each evening this week. They have been doing a lot of work, inviting people to come along. It really makes Easter special. They will also have services in the local prison, twice a day from Monday to Thursday, as well as a meeting with the senior management in the same prison.
It was my very last meeting. Good to have finished. I am now looking forward to see my family.