Yawn

I've just got back from an 'all night' prayer session in Oxford. Bicester were down to look after the slot from 2.00am to 4.00am and I'd been asked to bring the guitar 'in case'.

Well, it was great. God really turned up. There was much earnest prayer, despite the struggles to stay awake, tears, joy, compassion and a whole pile of other stuff that's gently blurring now.

Good morning. I'm off to bed shortly.