Sweden

Was in Sweden for a couple of weeks in September with Martin Scott and a lovely young lady from the Leatherhead area by the name of Kristina.


Loads of travelling, far to much sitting around, far too much talking, too much food and probably not enough sleep. Lots of lovely people and a real sense that God is on the move and likely to pop up where we least expect him, especially if we still insist on lookin inside the four sqaure walls of our buildings.


Most memorable mo?



Probably praying at the spring/well where Sigfried baptised the first king to convert to Christianity. A brave man to venture into Viking lands.

A bit easier to spot than St. David's well I'm sure Martin would agree.