Standing Next to Jaws.

I've never seen anything quite like it. Taking my daughter Naomi to London for a birthday visit to the Globe theatre for some Shakespeare, we decided to spend the time beforehand visiting Westminster Abbey. This required a walk down Whitehall and it was there the fun began. As we got nearer to Downing Street, the police presence increased dramatically: Motor bikes, vans, helicopter, it seemed everything was out. We realised that Mr Obama was in town.

Having arrived at a spot opposite Downing Street, I found myself next to the tallest policeman I have ever seen. He must have been seven foot at least and built like a tank; almost a double for the Bond villain 'Jaws', except this one had his own teeth and they were enamel and not steel! I suggested that Mr Obama was inside, but was told that he hadn't arrived yet. There was some confusion as to whether he would come in through Whitehall, or take the back entrance through St James' Park. 'Jaws' then cryptically remarked: "But I guess, sir, if you're the most powerful man in the world, you wouldn't come in through the back door". We moved on to the Abbey, but were told it was closed as the President had just laid a wreath.

We were about to cross the road in Parliament Square when abruptly, from our right, appeared a police motorcycle, which promptly held up the traffic. We could have easily crossed the road because no one was in front of us. Suddenly there was the sound of whistles going off from all directions. Subtle it wasn't! I turned to Naomi and said: "I think the big man is coming". Sure enough, the column appeared: 3 cars, then the President's car, then two more cars, then the dummy car, then three more cars, then an ambulance, and then finally a Range Rover, covered in SWAT teams, who looked like they would shoot first and ask questions afterwards. For his visit to Britain his entourage comprised a staff of 500 including: 200 secret service agents, 4 speech writers, 6 doctors, the White House chef and kitchen staff and 12 teleprompters. Each of the two armour-plated cars weighed 8 tons; each colloquially known as 'The Beast'. One got stuck on a hump in Ireland!

Last week we performed the musical 'Yeshua Messiah!' in the beautiful village of Herstmonceux. The modern hall was packed to capacity, as we shared the message of the Gospel: The message that, through the Blood of Christ, access to the Father in His name is unrestricted. No security; just you and Him. And no very tall policemen.

This week, as a Company, we celebrate the Feast of Weeks: The coming of the power of God through the Holy Spirit. Now there's real power!