Our tranquil holiday came to an end today. After the mad cliff walk we had a swim in the bay by the carpark. There was a raft type thing out at sea which we lounged on. We reminisced about our time and the huge blessing it was.
In the early hours of this morning, after the fire had been put out, we had a church service on our grassy knoll. There was much iPod worship, we had communion, and Laban shared. God's love and grace were poring out. There are no words.
Out there on that raft in the ocean we remembered all that He had taught us and created and blessed us with in our time at "The Old Tawh".
As we were about to leave, Amy suggested we pray. And we did. Prayer does special things. It's including God in every day and crediting him for the awesomeness of life.
poring out, kkkk
ReplyDeleteman i loved that time. i want to go to there