Last night I had the privilege of backing singing for the very lovely and teensy bit crazy Andy Smith (the guy who wrote the anthemic ‘Breathe’) who was leading worship at the Manchester Artisan.
Three little words… She ee eesh!

It was incredibly beautiful to just hang out with Father together and hear one another’s hearts. So precious. We had SUCH a deep and special connection.
As I sat back in my huge armchair in the cafe with my cuppa and my mic gently singing I felt so incredibly overwhelmed by how blessed I was being. As we sang, God genuinely dovetailed us together and formed new spontaneous songs and spot on harmonies. It was the kind of thing I have heard others do (The Riveras, The Wiggins, Sean Feucht etc) but never had anyone to do that with myself. The truth is I have never sung with anyone whose voice makes mine sing so much better. More than that though, I felt healed afterwards. Singing with Andy actually made me feel stronger, braver and better than before. And he was utterly unaware of all of it.

I joked afterwards that I was not his backing singer, but his ‘tracking singer.’ It honestly felt as though he set the trail and I followed, sometimes getting there ahead of him and cheekily greeting him when he arrived. Spiritually and musically speaking, it doesn’t get much more powerful than that.

Andy and his beautiful prophetic angel-seeing wife Lucy have been an enormous blessing to Jon and I in this past month or so. Lucy and I have so much in common in the spirit that I can tell her anything and she nods wisely. She just KNOWS. Sigh of joy.

We knew that they were moving away from Manchester to deepest Wales in December but I felt that I wanted to reconnect with them before they left. (I have known him for 12 years on and off. Mostly off) And boy! What a heart-strong passionate sense of God there is whenever we touch base! Even text messages have been so heavy with purpose, words, meaning…( not to mention the fact that they are both such bally good fun too…none of this dull, earnest vibe…)

I am refusing to be sad about them going. The Lord told me tonight that the enemy was going to try and make it tough for them to leave, sowing seeds of doubt, longing or fear. So I am willing them on and laying a trail of spiritual palm leaves for their triumphal entry to Wales. I am so excited about what God has ahead for them. I told Andy tonight that God has already given them signs but now they need to prepare for the wonders.

Check this out for example: when they sensed God moving them on from Manchester, they knew they needed to sell their house. Instead of using an estate agent – like one would in normal circumstances -they decided to put their house on the market in the spiritual realm. You heard me. Within days of ‘letting heaven know’ they needed a buyer, they had one. Honestly, you can’t write it. Although I kind of am.

Now THAT is inspiring my friends!

2011 is the year of Revival in the UK. It WILL start in a tiny place in Wales. We will hear rumours of miracles and healings. These guys will verify that they have seen them with their own eyes. I am certain of that. That is why God has moved them there.

I am cheering them on and am so grateful for the short time for alignment of spirits we have had in these last few days of them being here. The Smith/Hancock partnership has only just begun. Miles and motorway have absolutely no relevance. So help me God.