The stink of urine while sharing communion

Some thoughts from last month…

be the light

We went to the midday communion service as part of our time to pray and plan together… Glyn who heads up The Light Project in Chester and me amongst twenty others who sat alone, spotted around the vast old, cold church, entire pews and rows to themselves. They were the lonely, the broken, those without homes or those who felt homeless, without community or family…

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Despite the disparate nature of the gathered, the service was full of hope, mixed with powerful words from the vicar.

At one point in her talk she asked us to look around to see who our family were. I felt humbled that mine were the bruised, broken and battered. I also felt God speak about how The Light project needs to be more family like and less business like.

We sat on those hard wooden pews hearing those words of Jesus from the cross to…

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