On the friday night prayer meeting, I was stuck with an understanding of The Lord’s intense desire to spend time with me.  I, all of a sudden, saw the cross as a display of the Father’s desire to be with me.  I considered this and was broken to realise the contrast when comparing my heart and attitude towards him and the special times we spend alone.  I prayed that my heart would never be the same again.  For once I didnt feel rubbish lioke God was mad with me but just saying look this is how much I want to be with you, howay man! (Thats how people in NE England say ‘come on’. God has a geordie accent if you didnt know!)

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