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FFRME will have a stand at the New Wine conferences being held at the Royal Bath and West Showground, Shepton Mallet in Somerset
London & South East Conference: 21 to 27 July
Central & South West Conference: 29 July to 4 August
Martin Wood of FRRME will be speaking on Friday 27th July and twice on Monday 30th July.
Yes, it’s me, David Post, safely home at last – spot on time, 6.00pm Saturday June 30th. I want first to thank you all for your prayers and encouragement as you have been following my route on the map. Knowing that you were all rooting for me gave me greater incentive to complete the course.
It has been a fantastically enjoyable, challenging and satisfying journey, and I am so thankful that this time I have been free of the polymyalgia which hampered me so much before. I have been able to sleep well each and every night – a great blessing indeed – and the Rest Days I built into the programme have been extremely beneficial.
In the coming weeks I am hoping to write another booklet, giving a full account of my experiences on this bike ride. But for now here is a summary of my reflections a few days after completing it.
Personal health and fitness, as mentioned above, has been fundamental, and I have been constantly thanking the Lord on the way round that I was able to keep cycling without night-time pain.
Then it has been such a pleasure to link up with a number of friends who at several points gave me their gracious and welcome hospitality – including Dr. Robert and Mrs. Margaret Jordan in Northern Ireland, 47 years since we last met.
All the way round I have met and talked with people who showed great interest in my ride. Our conversations usually began with “Where have you come from, and where are you going to next?” After answering those questions about me and my bike ride, the next question “Why?” opened the way to telling them as much as possible about the wonderful Christians of St. George’s Baghdad, the food-aid programme, and the free medical and dental treatment given to all who come to the clinic irrespective of their religion or politics. All this work is funded from private donations only, which is the reason for my sponsored bike ride. I also tell them of Canon Andrew White’s amazingly effective peace-making work. Some of them have given me a donation there and then, but many have taken my leaflets with details for giving on-line. Sometimes the conversation has then moved on to questions about the joyful faith of St. George’s Christians, who have suffered so tragically and constantly face danger. I have then been able to explain that true Christian faith is not merely head knowledge about Jesus, but rather heart experience of knowing Jesus Himself with us and within us.
Besides these individual conversations, I have also had opportunity to give talks, both about the bike ride and about St. George’s, briefly at St. Martin’s Drumbeg in Northern Ireland, more fully at a Home Meeting at Philip and Judith Jenning’s house in Ripon, at a Coffee Evening at my former parish of Wheldrake near York, and finally at a Welcome Home gathering at my home Church Middle Rasen. At all of these I have been warmly and generously received, which has given me great joy.
The constant north-east winds, which have persisted all this year in Scotland, they tell me, were generally against me all the way to the north of Shetland; but I didn’t complain in prayer this time, and my new Dawes Vantage bicycle seemed to cope better with head winds.
Parts of the Cycle Route 1 which I was following make use of old railway tracks. Some parts of these have been surfaced with tarmac, but others are just hard-core. The old track between Scarborough and Whitby is particularly badly eroded and took me much longer than I had expected.
I didn’t find it easy following the trail in cities like Middlesborough, and in Stockton I missed a vital sign pointing right and got hopelessly lost. People gave me differing advice, and I realised how lost I was when I passed the same Snacks Van as I had passed an hour earlier!
At a B.&B. in Lairg on June 7th, I heard the weather forecast – very strong north-north-easterly winds and torrential rain for the next day. I had planned to do 80 miles that day, half of it due north to Tongue, then the rest eastward to Thurso. I was very anxious that on that second stretch the gale would be blowing me into the traffic, so instead I took the train from Lairg to Thurso.
By the time I reached Durness SY Hostel, my back tyre was badly worn down with carrying the full weight of the panniers as well as me, so Nick, a fellow hostelling cyclist, changed the better front tyre to the back and the worn one to the front. He advised me to get a new tyre fitted when I reached Oban. So realising that the ferry from Lochboisdale to Oban, arriving at 14.05, would not leave me time to change my tyre, do a few other things in Oban, and then cycle 80 miles to Dunoon, I cancelled that booking, and instead took the 18.11 Oban to Glasgow train, booked in at Adelaides (Baptist Church B.&B.) in Glasgow, then the Glasgow to Stranraer train, in order to catch a ferry from Cairnryan to Belfast, and thus be on schedule to spend the weekend with my “long-lost” friends at Drumbeg. These two diversions resulted in my final total of cycling miles being 1,900 – a little less than planned.
Of course the many long or steep hills of Scotland and the Pennines are always challenging. But undoubtedly the greatest challenge was to pedal up the long hill on Hirta, St. Kilda, from sea level to the radar station at the top of the mountain. I nearly shirked it, but Angus Mackay of Kilda Cruises encouraged me to have a go at it, assuring me that the track was surfaced with tarmac, not rough hardcore. They had told me it is the steepest hill in the whole of the UK. I laughed, thinking they were just having me on. But now I believe them!! It was the most difficult hill I have ever tackled. However, I did manage to pedal all the way up, but with umpteen stops for breath.
I knew the ride on Wednesday June 7th from Kirtlebridge to Ripon, 115 miles crossing the Pennines, to arrive in time to speak at my friends’ Home Meeting, would be a tough call. But by the time I reached Richmond at 6.45pm after 90miles, with 25 hilly miles still to go, I had little hope of getting there before the end of the meeting. But as I was racing past the Station Hotel in Richmond, I heard a shout, “Dad! Dad!!”
I looked round , and there was my daughter Helen, with the car – and the family puppy, Lily. Sensing that I might be in some difficulty, she had conspired with my friends, Judith and Philip, to intercept me and get me to the meeting in time. I need hardly say that I did not refuse her kind and caring offer. It was such a surprise and delight to see her there – and Lily, who went ballistic at seeing me after five weeks away! So I was after all able to speak at the Home Meeting, where I was very warmly received. After a further rest day, it was a short ride to my former parish, Wheldrake, near York, where I enjoyed another warm reception to speak at a Coffee Evening. Then after arriving home the following evening and enjoying a family reunion supper, the next day, Sunday, I took two Communion services in the morning, and then in the afternoon at a Welcome Home Spotlight Tea I gave a hastily prepared talk about the bike ride illustrated with some of my photographs. Sounds like “business as usual” – immediately!
That’s all for now, friends. I’ll tell you how the giving’s going in two weeks or so.
You can still make a donation through David’s fundraising page on Just Giving. We are so grateful to David and to everyone that has supported him in prayer and financially. Thank you!
David Post’s daughter Helen has sent us this update on his cycling marathon as he starts his final leg back home today (30 June)…
Just a quick update: I intercepted Dad in Richmond, just north of Catterick Garrison in Yorkshire on Wednesday when I had a hunch he would be exhausted after his 90 mile ride thus far. I knew he wanted make it to Ripon for the 7.30 pm house group meeting at some friends to share his story. He arrived in Richmond at 7 pm, 25 miles and at least 6 huge hills away from Ripon. I had to shout to stop him though – he came whizzing down the hill at breakneck speed! He was so surprised to see me, and our puppy, accompanying me for the day out, couldn’t contain herself – she wrapped him up in her lead in case he tried to escape! Putting the bike and Dad’s luggage in the back of the car, we made it to the meeting for 8 pm. Dad then stayed in Ripon for two nights before cycling on to Wheldrake to spend his last night away from home with friends on Friday. He aims to arrive back in Middle Rasen by 6 pm on Saturday, then straight back to work on Sunday morning preaching.
Thanks to all who have supported him along the way – there will be more gratitude and further details on the blog by Tuesday. Thank you for all your encouragement. We all hope this venture has raised many funds and much awareness.
You can still make a donation to FRRME and show your support for David’s wonderful efforts by going straight to David’s fundraising page on JustGiving.
I thought I would just drop you a note to thank you all for your prayers, and to let you know that these first 3 weeks of the bike ride have been going well. I had head wind most of the way up north, especially the last day from Lerwick to Saxa Vord at the northernmost part of the Shetland. It was very strong, and I was really shattered by the time I arrived. I was really glad of the rest day the next day.
Now I am at Durness, with just two weeks to go, a bit tired, but still enjoying it – especially as the wind is now generally behind me. The day I returned from SV to Lerwick was marvellous – I’ve never done so much freewheeling in one day before! It made such a change from having to pedal downhill!
I’ve been giving out my leaflets (and yours) about St George’s to many people, including some from America, Germany, Switzerland and Australia, as well as the UK. A number of them have said they would photocopy my leaflet/letter and pass it round their friends or churches. So I hope you will find this results in many donations coming in.
I hope all is going well with you, and of course all at St George’s.
Every blessing and love to you all
Retired vicar David Post started his “Long Bike Ride” around the Hebrides and Northern Ireland (from his home in Market Rasen) to raise money for St George’s Church and Clinic on 24 May.
David’s family have started a blog about the ride and we encourage you to visit http://bike4baghdad.tumblr.com/ to stay up to date with David’s progress. Please visit the blog and add your support for this amazing effort.
You can make a donation to FRRME and show your support for David’s wonderful efforts by going straight to David’s fundraising page on JustGiving.
We will keep you up to date as we hear from David and his family.
Last year David Post, retired vicar from Market Rasen, raised an amazing £11,219 through a sponsored cycle ride from Lands End to John O’Groats from his home in Middle Rasen in Lincolnshire. We were so blessed with David’s ambition and enthusiasm and are pleased (and somewhat shocked!) that David wants to tackle another mammoth journey this year. He is planning to cycle from Lincolnshire to the Shetland Islands, round the Outer Hebrides and back down to his home in the village of Middle Rasen – a breath-taking 2,000 miles.
David himself says ‘ Yes, I know! I said “Never again!” – after my Middle Rasen to Land’s End to John O’Groats and back to Middle Rasen bike ride in 2010 had to be cut short on the way back at Inverness. But you know how it is! You recover. You start cycling again, and before long, your mind gets planning again, and – well, that’s what happened to me.
The urge to support the continuing need at St. George’s, Baghdad is as strong as ever, and I feel ready to have a crack at something as long, but different. So this time my target will be £12,000. It is a huge amount to raise. But I believe we can reach it!
I would particularly appreciate your prayers for me every day of my journey, for my safety and health, and perseverance to keep going when it’s really tough, and that I may be able to tell people about St.George’s. The map in this post shows you where I should be each night. ‘
If you would like to sponsor David you can do so by sending a cheque made payable to FRRME (David Post’s Bike-ride) us at PO Box 229, Petersfield, Hants, GU32 9DL in the UK – or you can donate via PayPal by simply clicking the PayPal button below and then email us to let us know that your donation is to be counted towards David’s total.
Good luck David!
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Channel 4 in the UK recently aired this programme in their ‘Unreported World’ Series on the Baghdad Bomb squad. This is both very interesting viewing and a painful insight into the realities of life for the people in Baghdad.
As a Brit. who lives and works in Iraq and have done for many years, this is the very best article I have ever read on the reality of the situation here.
This story needs to be heard.
We feel forgotten.
A World of Extremes and Laughter
Baghdad is a world of extremes. I now sit yards from St George’s Church. The minute I walk inside its walls and focus on Jesus, I find I am nearly in tears; God’s presence can be felt so strongly here. From that place of peace, to just across the city where on Sunday, a massive suicide car bomb was detonated outside the Police Academy. We were completely unaware until we looked at the BBC News the next day! Several were killed. Their body parts strewn everywhere. People can go from peace to extreme violence in the space of a few city blocks.
I have met with many in St George’s. They are a passionate and committed community full of hope. I love their outlook, their humour and healthy cynicism. As we drove through the city this morning a new building was pointed out to me. I thought, “Perhaps this reconstruction is a symbol of progress?” As if reading my mind one of the staff immediately answered me, “Ha, a new building. Nick, you know what happens when they put up a new building?” I said that I didn’t. “Someone comes and tries to blow it up. Just because!” Ironically we laughed at this absurd situation, two steps forward and one step back.
Of course wanton violence is part of the picture here. But it is only a ‘part’ of the picture. God is painting His parts too. For instance, I went to a home for children today with severe physical handicaps and learning disabilities who were cared for by ladies who have left everything to devote themselves to these little ones. I have spoken to a young Muslim man who is getting to know Jesus here at St George’s. I spoke with Lana, a Kindergarten teacher, who has asked if you would pray for the political situation to stabilise. Why? So the Kindergarten children in St George’s can have a future in Iraq. So with your prayers we can build a future for Iraq and paint a very different picture for God.
Just three more things: On Sunday I saw our food aid distributed to several hundred families. On Monday I saw a tooth extracted in the clinic – ouch. Finally and thirdly, today I decided to look with the eyes of faith. I saw signs of not just hope, but laughter and humour. I see God laughing. I see him laughing at his enemies: laughing at the wanton violence, laughing at those who kill their countrymen in the name of some other god. Through the acts of love and hope I see our God’s laughter is moving through the people of St Georges and God is winning in Iraq.
With love from Nick