Heading into Dumfries and Galloway

Day 27 Friday 4th May

It was through Maybole, Turnbery to Girvan where we met in a local church to pray before moving on to Ballantrae where yet again local people were waiting to pray with us in a local church. You never know what God has in store for you when we started out for Wigtown. We arrived and prayed with people in the square before walking down to the Martyr’s Stake. (I didn’t walk again as my knee is still very painful) We all walked to the memorial stake and as we did there came upon us a real sense of the Presence of God. When we stood we could only look and weep. Two women were drowned at the stake for their unwavering faith. The stakes were set at different heights that would allow the younger woman to see the older woman drown. As we stood there you could sense their courage and faith and I week as I write this. We prayed amongst the tears and I read Hebrews Ch 12 – we were indeed surrounded by such a cloud of witnesses whose focus had been solely on Jesus the Author and Finisher of their faith. O, God I cry to have such a faith as this and to have the courage they had. And to be so completely focussed on the Lord as they were. We honour these women and all such like who have laid down their lives for the Gospel and indeed in some parts of the world today are stilling doing this. This was one of the most moving experiences of my life and one I shall never forget. But God had still more in store for us – we then travelled to Whithorn and the Isle of Whithorn where we set up a table in the ruins of St Ninians Chapel and had the most beautiful communion service – we were lost in wonder as we remembered our Lord Jesus Christ. The team then prayed for my knee which was getting worse and I took authority over the pain myself and declared my body to be Kingdom Territory and this pain had no right to be present and commanded it to go in the Name of Jesus. Another moving experience. Then Stranraer and a meal then bed. An unforgettable day. Thank you, Lord.
Bert