5 - 6 July

After breakfast (oatmeal, YAY for no fish soup!), we packed up, and said our goodbyes to our friends. We piled back into the buses, and set off for the farm, yay! It ended up being a marathon trip – for some reason we ended up making so many stops for “potty” breaks! We also stopped for lunch at a restaurant called "Moe's", where we got HUGE burritos, chips and a drink each. The drink machine was FASCINATING! It had a bewildering amount of choice - over 100 flavours! Under the category coke, there was lime coke, orange coke, rasberry coke, diet coke, normal coke... It went on like that for every type. Craziness! I mean, peach Sprite...?! :o) We eventually got home, and unpacked. It was SO wonderful driving back onto the farm – it really does feel like home now! You instantly feel at peace and welcomed here. I dyed my hair before supper (and then showered, HURRAH after the filth of a loooong trip!), and then gave it a trim afterwards (long overdue!). A few of us girls played some crazy card games after supper, was SO much fun! We also ate some freshly-baked cookies with milk, yum. After a good long sleep, I did some laundry early on the morning of the 5^th, and then proceeded to have a super chilled day. It was so good to have some relaxed time to process some of the stuff that happened over the weekend, and some of the stuff I felt God was saying. He’s been highlighting to me a lot about my voice (both literal and symbolic). Mel prayed for me during one of the times of worship about healing in my voice – which can be taken in so many ways. I’ve had prophetic words before about healing coming to people as I sing over them, and God has been reaffirming that in the time I’ve been here too. But He’s also been speaking about restoring my voice to me – restoring what was lost or diminished of who He made me to be, and what He made my voice to sound like. Also, in the same way that slaves sang songs of deliverance to themselves (they would sing the directions to freedom in their songs), when I sing, I sing healing to myself: I sing my own healing my own heart. This is all pretty cool, I’d say :o)

Hannah and I watched The Two Towers this afternoon, and then we all headed off to the Burbach’s house for pizza and a movies, whilst the rest of the staff had a staff dinner with Jonny and Mel. We watched The Truman Show, and when we all discussed it afterwards, it was remarkable how much we could tie it to all we’d been learning from the Head to Heart journey we did last week (all the stuff about arrows and strongholds and identity etc)! After the movie, I went to bed as soon as possible to get ready for Papa Ken time early in the morning. I am rather excited about getting back into the usual rhythms of our life here!