Tuesday Tuesday

For the first time this week we had nobody start off on the Tuesday night spot who was from New Life. Well-earned holidays took their toll on the team but He'd provided for us through George, Rae and Malcolm once more. Helen joined us soon after we reached the field, having driven non-stop from a business appointment in York. That's dedication and she said afterwards she'd been 'looking forward' to being out with the kids, all the time she was driving back.

Rightly we give God the glory, but I can't help feeling inspired when I see dedication like that, and it makes me glad that I'm able to participate in the kind of fellowship where sacrifice (as it is when you've not been home to get changed, even, following a business meeting, then driving over 200 miles) is seen as a pleasure and a privilege!

Again, following a grotty weather day we started walking from New Life Church with a huge black cloud in front of us hanging over the field. Again by the time we reached there, it had gone and the sky above showed patches of blue. Not once since April have we been rained off on a Tuesday. It's bound to happen one day but I can't help feeling that our God's helping us beat the weather odds because He wants us out there.

When we reached the field, there was just a small group of quieter lads and girls playing cards. It didn't take George long to show-off his card tricks and pretty soon he had them enthralled and mystified. Malc chatted to a lad who wants to join the Army Cadets when he's older, and Rae and I played Frisbee with a couple of other young lads - skills are improving all the time. Was a time I couldn't throw one of these things for toffee, now I've reached anorak status and feeling rather pleased with myself ;o)

By the end of the evening Helen, Malc and George had all had good conversations with young people and relationships had developed further. One lad heard the Gospel from George and asked him to return next week to tell him more. George has promised a book next time.

I'd describe this as a gentle evening. We were joined by some older lads a little later, but we know them and we know their behaviour. Just one of these can be a little troublesome but I believe God has His eye on him too and given time I expect to see changes.

Please pray for that lad - let's call him James. Please also pray for the lad George met - let's call him Paul.

Much love

John