Sheepwash

They were coming straight for us: A flock of Lakeland sheep! There seemed to be 30-60 of them - heading straight for the car! In this modern age they no longer had a shepherd walking humbly with a crook; no, this modern fella had a smart quad bike and was going at some speed. And so were the sheep: Straight for the bonnet! Knowing what stupid animals sheep can be, we had visions of the leader doing a somersault over the bonnet. Imagine that on an insurance claim! However, at the last moment, the flock parted, dividing, it seemed, equally past both sides of the car. When I got out and thankfully found no damage I discovered that the gently rocking sensation as the flock went past, had resulted in a five star polish.

The Lakes looked beautiful. The late summer weather meant that, on some days, the surface of Grasmere was like a polished mirror. The rich autumn colours dripped into the water, burning the reflections into the lake. It was good to get away and have a week chilling out after the busyness of the previous months. The Lakes and Port Isaac in Cornwall are our favourite boltholes. It meant we missed the Feast of Trumpets (Rosh HaShanah), but we understand it was a very good evening and well attended. This Saturday we celebrated Yom Kippur and next week is the Feast of Tabernacles.

Last Wednesday found Ian, Roger and I in the glorious Bedfordshire countryside, laying the first plans for a performance of 'Yeshua Messiah!' at The Park, Moggerhanger, next August. We will also be busy singing at Bluewater and the Royal Victoria Place in Tunbridge Wells near Christmas. In addition, we have been recording incidental music for a performance of the 'Olive Tree' which a messianic fellowship is staging in Essex.

Like that flock of sheep in the Lakes we need to listen out at all times to the Shepherd's voice as He leads us forward in this continuing work.