I was standing looking down on an arena of 18,000 people, hands raised, faces aglow in the blaze of lights and the glory of God. An extraordinary event, led by an extraordinary worship leader.
Many Tears. Repentance and Joy.
And then an announcement.
And heartfelt prayers, united in silence. And Shock.
Travelling home, listening to the reports of sadness, so hot on the heels of Olympic joy, I cried.
Not because of fears for family..
but for you, my wibsite friends… the thought that you could be in danger and the thought that your families may be affected. The prospect of the changes such a thing brings to a place.
And so I do all that I can do from so far.
I pray that all is well.
I pray that healing comes.
I pray that mercy is ministered.
I simply pray and pray simply.
Lord have Mercy.