Last night three teams spread out across Caen with backpacks of clothes and arms full of flasks to meet the homeless. Lou and I prayer walked the cities streets.
Starting at the Gare de Caen we headed straight up Av. du 6 Juin to the Chateau, passing through 11 sets of traffic lights. As we approached each intersecting road:
RED turned to GREEN RED turned to GREEN We came alongside an elderly woman and her dog waiting to cross. RED turned to GREEN RED turned to GREEN RED turned to GREEN RED turned to GREEN We came alongside some students and a mother with her child waiting to cross. RED turned to GREEN RED turned to GREEN We came alongside two young men and a family waiting to cross. RED turned to GREEN We came alongside a man in a hurry. RED turned to GREEN RED turned to GREEN
We figured we had mad light changing skills but on reflection perhaps God was teaching us something about our move to the city.
Revelation 3:7 says ‘What he opens no one can shut and what he shuts no one can open. I know your deeds. See, I have placed before you an open door that no one can shut’.
This afternoon we are heading into Caen to spend some time with the city’s homeless community. We will be armed with hot soup, donated winter woolies and some homemade postcards that can be posted back to Bethanie with their prayer requests.
A separate team will be camped at Thierry and Mylenes house praying for the city and for those of us out on the street.
We are hoping that this evening will be the first of a number of opportunities to bless the city and create lasting relationships with the local people.
It’s going to be great. I’m also pretty nervous. Have a pray.
"Even in our more mundane moments we can stop to register where we are. Right now I am aware of the chair supporting the weight of my body; i feel the keys of the keyboard under my fingertips as I type. There’s a draft coming in from the window so I pull a cardigan around my shoulders, the knitted cotton soft against the nape of my neck. This is where I am right now, sitting in this room, the touch of things around and against me confirming I am here.”