Bangor Abby and Beyond!

Up bright and early
We had a really nice breakfast ( but no black pudding. 😥)
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On the road early and a drive to our first stop of the day, 
North Down Museum.
The North Down Museum is the repository of artifacts from Bangor Abbey, where St. Comgall, (c 510- 597) an Abbot with a hunger for missions, mentored Sts Columbanus and Gall both of whom established monasteries throughout Scotland and Europe. At the museum you’ll see artifacts from early Christianity in Ireland. 

We visited the Museum in order to “pick up” seeds of revival to carry back to the USA. It was a little humbling to know that such giants of the saints found their wisdom at Bangor Abbey.
There’s a really nice eating establishment at the museum with tables set out with umbrellas in a stone courtyard.

​After lunch it was back in the van and a stop at Bangor Abby itself.

Such a stately church and in continuous use since 558AD The current pastor is Rev. Nesbitt, who will be retiring next year. His congregation is small but faithful. The ladies made the three quilted wall hangings shown here. Rev. Nesbitt was kind to let us in and see the inside of the abbey. He gave us a bit of the history and we all prayed together. It was a very sweet time.

Just outside the abbey door there is a small grove of maple trees. On a hot day like this was it was cooking tol sit on the lawn and it was greatly appreciated. We were praying together and sharing communion when I heard the Lord say, “Find a dandelion in the puff ball stage and blow all the seeds off. That will be your prophetic act of spreading seeds of revival.” And there, just like that, I found a puff ball dandelion. I plucked it and blew the seeds away on a gentle breeze.

Then it was time to find our lodgings for the night. We were staying in an AirB&B in Northern Ireland, really beautiful surroundings. Sean and Elaine were our hosts.  Elaine told us the crops that were growing in the next field were potatoes. She also told me that the mountain in the photo is called Slievenagloch, part of the mountain range known as the mountains of mourne and the meandering stream was called Carlingford lough

There were four poster beds in the rooms and the atmosphere was quite cozy, until we woke up. There was a nice selection of breakfast items and I chose corn flakes with milk. Not a good choice. I vomited. The refrigerator seemed to be on the fritz and although the milk didn’t smell bad, it turned my stomach. But after our van pulled away I felt better and better and that experience was over.

There’s something special about being on a journey with likeminded people. We talked and we laughed and sometimes we got a little cranky. We were staying true to our instructions. And so far, everything was going smoothly.