Saturday afternoons we gather, for a few hours, around a big table, at a small beach house, where, over cuppas’ of tea, and sweet treats we share catch-ups with each other, before having our prayer time.

Fur babies, (us older peoples doggie ‘comfort blankys’), are also welcome to enjoy some doggie bonding. The small, in house resident, is learning to share her space, but, still gobbles up any left over dog biks in her bowl, just to be sure no-one is a thief.

We welcome anyone who feels like joining us regulars, to just turn up, no standing on ceremony here, our common bond, love for God and his people. After our hostess opens our prayer session in thanksgiving to God for all he has done for each one of us, we take our turns.

Led by the Holy Spirit, we join together in unity for the serious purpose of bringing before God, the prayer needs of family, community and the world.

Jesus said in Mathew 18:20, ‘For where two or three are gathered together in my name, there am I in the midst of them.’

I have discovered a strange phenomena that takes place in the baring our souls before each other and God.

The more I get my eyes off myself and looking at a bigger picture, the closer to each other our shared experience at the prayer circle table, bonds us, not only to our heavenly father but also to each other.

In the acts of pouring out our hearts to God, we get to exchange our burdens in the prayer circle for a renewed faith and hope in God’s ability to work out all the circumstances of our lives.

Romans 8:28 in the bible, ‘And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.

A wet nose nudging my hand under the table, signals, the time for his beach walk is here, how do they know so precisely without a clock?


Doing the doggy’s beach walk, the vastness of the ocean always astounds me with how big God’s creation is and how small of a speck I am, yet the God of everything is my caring, ‘Abba  Father’.