So I’m having brunch this morning by the sea in Bournmouth with two colleagues; Glyn who heads up The Light Project in Chester and a past student of ours Andy who heads up a Skate park/ cafe centre called Street Light.

While we were meeting and eating Glyn offered to pray for the waitress who had looked after us so well. She said that she would come back and think about what she would like prayer for. Meanwhile there were two young ladies eating nearby and I kept thinking of the name ‘Michael’ and felt The Lord wanted me to ask one of the ladies if that name meant anything to her as I needed to say that he was ‘alright!’ What a strange message, I thought… I also thought ‘how awkward to go up to two young ladies in a cafe!’

After they had finished their breakfast they went…