Last night was my first experience of a housegroup held in Swedish. Fortunately I had Sofia to translate. It was great - we looked at the Vineyard value of worship, we sang around the piano, and then Ola asked if I'd mind if they pray for me. As they prayed they gave words that answered all the niggling fears that I had going on inside my head - it was truly uncanny.

Afterwards we cycled back in crisp minus temperatures (when I got to the bike the seat was frosted over!) and I was filled with the deep sense of peace knowing that, whatever happens, God is in control.