Last weekend Lindsey and I went to a pop festival!! ha ha I hear you laugh There was a great line up starting with Foye Vance, and ending the day with the great 60s icon Bob Dylan. All day great bands came and went on the main stage.We queued to get in, we queued to get our wrist bands, we queued to get a drink , we queued to get an ice cream, I queued for the loo, and I queued for 20 mins to buy a Pizza. You are beginning to get the picture there were a lot of people needing to be fed and watered.
We left the main arena at 10 pm missing the last 40 minutes of Dylan's set, as we had a 2 hour drive home and I was due to preach Sunday morning at our church in Berkhamsted. We got back to the car at 10.15pm and started to leave the Car Park; having read the start of this post guess what time we eventually got to the exit to get on our way home? It was 1pm when we eventually hit the tarmac to start our journey home, and arrived in Berkhamsted at 2.45am Sunday morning.
Around us in their cars were a lot of people very frustrated because like us they were trying to get home, there were many expressing their frustrations and some very angry.
How did we do ? It was so frustrating that these thousands of cars in front of us were holding up our progress.
Over the years that I have been a Christian there have been many times of frustration and anger when my progress has been hampered, Saturday night as we tried to get home I felt like a prisoner.
Paul writes in Ephesians 4:1-2 Therefore I the prisoner of the Lord, implore you to walk in a manner worthy of the calling with which you have been called, with all humility and gentleness, with patience, showing tolerance for one another in love.
Blessings
Ray
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