This post has been a long time coming. The news that 24-7 Prayer had reached 15 years old came on 5th Sept. I wanted to write something straight away but this has been a hard post and I’ve been putting it off. So much has changed for us since we went to the 24-7 Prayer “I am 5” party in London 10 years ago. In fact most of this blog has been connected with people we didn’t know 10 years ago.
So at “I am 5” Ben, Tabitha and I went. We were part of Firestorm, a group of prophetic intercessor who were going around the South West of England praying in various towns to see God come down. We were doing Treasure hunting before it was invented and other crazy things that were new to church culture. I know I’d heard of 24-7 prayer for a couple of years prior to the “I am 5” party. Ben, Tabitha and I stayed in London with Pam and David Pott, who now live up in Skye, going there via Stone, Staffordshire. We had been there a couple of times before and they were becoming firm friends. When we were at the party we sat with some of the prophetic people from Firestorm that we were journeying with. I remember being really chuffed that Heidi, the instigator of Firestorm shared our sandwiches. That was in the days when I always took a pile of sandwiches, snacks and drinks with us so the kids could snack on them but also because we couldn’t afford to buy food out. Our financial situation has changed but also so has Heidi’s life. She has now left her husband and we are no longer even facebook friends. On that occasion Tabitha lent her Message Bible to Phil Togwell, one of the key leaders.
We journeyed with 24-7 for a while; Tabitha and I going to a conference of theirs in Southampton, where we connected with Brian Johnson and family before they set up 24-7 Prayer Ibizia, which has now been going for 10 years, Tabitha, Ian and I going to a conference of theirs in Amsterdam where we met Simon Turner who we are still friend with and who we are supporting on his missionary journey in Iceland and now being part of Ywam Iceland, and then going to London Tabitha,
Ian and I to the “I am 10” party where we sat with people from Bath City Church, the place we attend now, and Tabitha got a mention by Phil Togwell when he said about what can go on at these gatherings. It was where I met Evie Keiller, who then played one of the Pevensey children in Bath City Church’s production of The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe with my Mrs Beaver.
In 2006 Jane Williams and I made pledges connected with 24-7 Prayer and the Order of the Mustard Seed to “no longer live for
ourselves”. We both have rings to show for this inscribed with that phrase in Greek which we bought from the 24-7 Prayer shop, and less than a month after that Ian and I started dating.
There are so many connections that it is odd and hard to now be so connected with prayer, with 24-7 Prayer the movement, with so many people that I had got to know through it, and to realise so much has changed. I am no longer that dynamic single mum who wanted to connect with other and believed that we could change the world through prayer. I am older, wiser, more ready to admit that life is hard. I think its not so much that I don’t have the dynamic energy but that I realise I need to stand still to be able to heal. When we first got involved with 24-7 Prayer I was reeling from the hurt of the way the Ywam Family Ministries team that we had been a part of in Scotland had disintegrated, but I did not want to stand still and look at it, grieve it, admit that God didn’t do what we thought was best. I have been running like that for a while. Even as I have walked through this season of learning to know God doesn’t always do as we want I have still kept running. Ok so its got slower but I’ve still not given myself much time to think outside of this writing. So as I look at this time of passing, of what might have/could have been and look at what really is I’m going to slow down as much as it is possible, take stock and prioritise. I want to seize the day but maybe for now that is just concentrating on my home, my new job and my writing? Just maybe. And maybe the world won’t all crash if I do, but if it does then that’s ok too.