Friends & Praying Saints:
Last week's wheat field is gone with the wind! In one day the wagon loads of
grain were hauled away. Then two days later all sixteen acres worth of straw
was packed into large bales and neatly stacked in the bare field. I remember
wondering during my prayer time one morning if there were as many grains of
wheat in this field as there were people on the earth. It was an interesting
and very graphic representation of a lot of people to pray for!
The whole idea of harvest is good food for thought, meditation and prayer.
In Matthew 13, Jesus teaches about sowing and harvest. And in the parable of
the wheat and the tares, He says that the wheat will be gathered into His barn.
What a sobering yet encouraging thought! And furthermore, explaining it to His
disciples, He says "the harvest is the end of the
age" and "Then the righteous will shine
forth as the sun in the kingdom of their Father. He who has ears to hear, let
him hear!" That should make us intent and attentive to hear His
voice every day indeed!
It has also been a good focus for our prayers here for revival. We are pressing
into God's heart for the coming outpouring, and have had more reinforcements
again since I last wrote. Last week we were joined by a couple from England,
and then again yesterday by a pastor and his wife from North Wales. And even
today we've had two other contacts from people that want to pray with us here.
Besides reinforcing our own prayers, we are also sowing into the churches and
communities of those that contact us. We have been blessed to pray for them
and encourage them to carry a fresh annointing and hunger for prayer back with
Prayer really does change things. There was one little group of devout prayers,
including my mother, that prayed for me regularly for nearly eight years! And
as a result of their dedication and perseverance, thirty six years ago today,
the grace of God came into my life and I was born again. And today I am very
mindful of and thankful for that glorious encounter with Jesus that changed
my life abruptly and forever! (And thank you Kersti, Bob and Tom for introducing
me to Jesus "back in the day.") And I know that those prayers so many
years ago are still bearing fruit in and through our lives today. I would never
back then, nor those faithful praying ladies either I'm sure, that we would
doing what we are doing now in Wales!
It is harvest time at home too. Here is "Gladys the plum lady" with
a bowl of fruit from our "inherited" trees - plums and apples. This
is a special time of year when the land yields its produce, and we are able
to share with friends from the abundance of God's gift of provision to us from
the earth. Vegetables, potatoes, sweet corn and more, make their way from home
to home as we share of His love and provision with one another. As we enjoy
the fruit of the land directly from plant or tree, it is a good reminder also
that we all depend on God alone for our sustainance.
He makes the rain to fall on the just and the unjust, and makes no acception
of persons in this material provision. Although in some parts of the earth there
is draught and scarcity, other places have abundance enough to share if only
men would truly love mercy and do justly. And so too we are called upon to share
of the Bread of Heaven with those in need around us and around the world. That
is our privilege and duty.
And so pass the days
And the years and the hours
Coming and going
Like springs rains and flowers
The new days and new rains
Are always to come
And those gone before us
Are where we were from
But now in this true life
With pardon for sin
We come from a new place
Where we've not yet been
The days go on passing
And turn into years
Make haste, let's bring others
To the land of no tears
Working with joy in the harvest for His glory,
Dick & Gladys
Friends and Prayers:
How our hearts stir with longing for God's presence to fill this land as the
morning fog fills the Teifi valley that lies beyond the chapel. The golden grain
is now ripe and waiting for the harvest, and urges us on as we pray for the
people in the surrounding farms and villages.
Over the last few weeks in times of worship I have been deeply moved as the
Lord's infinite loving care for us has swept over me and His presence engulfed
me like the fog has this valley. As wonderful as this is, at the same time my
heart has been absolutely broken with yearning for the thousands upon thousands
of wayward souls that ignore God's love and the pure joy of worshipping Him
in spirit and truth.
In times of deep heart-felt worship and prayer like these I think we begin
to get a taste of the heart of our own high priest Jesus, who ever lives to
make intercession for us. In Hebrews 5:7 we are told that "he
offered up prayers and supplications with strong crying and tears to Him who
was able to save Him from death."
we can see the heart of our wonderful shepherd and savior in Luke 13:34 when
he cries out, "O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, which killest
the prophets, and stonest them that are sent unto thee; how often would I have
gathered thy children together, as a hen doth gather her brood under her wings,
and ye would not!"
Like a safe harbor from life's storms, God's love and forgiveness have been
made available to all who will come to Him. The cry of His heart is ongoing,
and reaches out with tender mercies towards the lost and dying peoples and nations
of the world.
His invitation to all of us, His children, is that we join Him in crying out
for the nations, and that our hearts would be moved with the things that move
His. Our lives, like His, are meant to be lived in thankful worship for His
goodness and as unceasing prayer for His will to be done throughout the coming
Empowered together with you to share His love with the world,
Dick & Gladys
Friends and Prayers:
As summer seems to be drawing to an end here (although some might well say
I'm being too generous with that description!), we see the hint of changing
colors in the trees and the days are noticeably shorter now. The roads are less
busy too as most of the holiday travelers are gone and children have started
back to school. Our own schedule is settling down again as the flurry of summer
visitors comes to an end. And like this little creature in the cemetery has
lifted himself up and is looking around in a new direction, so we are anticipating
what more of God's goodness awaits us with the changing of the seasons.
We have been enjoying a few fresh vegetables from our garden, although the
summer didn't provide as much sunshine and warm weather as we wanted. However
it was slightly better than the last two years, and there were some beautiful
days to be enjoyed. We are grateful for the Lord's goodness to us, especially
Gladys. Last winter she wasn't even sure she'd be well enough to work outside
in the garden, but she has been so much better and has enjoyed feeling more
like her old self again. Thank you again for your love and your prayers on her
the grey skies can't keep the colors in check in this beautiful land. Here the
heathers are blooming on the hills overlooking Dinas Head in Pembrokeshire,
and the myriad shades of green everywhere are vibrant and strong. All of the
growing things here are good reminders for us of how if we persist in and delight
in God's words, "We shall be like a tree
Planted by the rivers of water,
That brings forth its fruit in its season,
Whose leaf also shall not wither;
And whatever he does shall prosper."
One of the things that has been standing out lately in my prayers and thoughts
has been the town of Blaenau Ffestiniog that I have mentioned before. We haven't
had any recent contact, and perhaps will be able go up again to pray there again
before long. So please do continue to pray with us for what plans the Lord has
for that place. If you'd like, you can see a short
video that one of our Korean friends took of a prayerful encounter in the
rainy town center when we were there last month.
to prove that it isn't always cloudy and rainy, here is a view of the church
in Cilgerran that I snapped the other day. Sitting on the edge of the river
gorge, it is a typical landmark in so many villages throughout England and Wales.
Sadly, like the chapels, many of these old church buildings are either closed,
or combining meetings of different villages and moving from place to place on
Rather than seeing these old buildings as relics of the past, I rather see
them as promises of the future. Perhaps for now most people still ignore them,
but the physical prominence of churches and chapels throughout the British landscapes
is not just history. I believe they stand here as a reminder of great things
to come, and a challenge as well to all believers here to keep our hearts and
voices raised in prayer and supplication for the coming outpouring of God's
spirit.Who can resist when our prayers agree with Joel 2:28-32, "And
it shall come to pass afterward That I will pour out My Spirit on all flesh
. . . Before the coming of the great and awesome day of the LORD. And it shall
come to pass That whoever calls on the name of the LORD Shall be saved."
With full assurance in His unfailing love,
Dick & Gladys