It’s Wednesday night, also known as ‘youth night’. It meets at our house. It has for the last 15 years. I’m sitting here basking in the worship of young people. Young people that keep coming after all these years. Some people would say, “You guys have been out there for a long time, maybe it’s time to come back.” Others might say “Scotland, isn’t there is a greater need elsewhere.” Surely by now our families have asked on several occasions “When are you coming home?”
I’m sitting here thinking of all this as passionate, youthful, loud praises rise to God. I look over at my husband who has been faithful in getting the gospel out to these kids all these years. I feel so grateful to have someone who believes as passionately as I do about the Gospel.
As praises rise to the throne room of God I can’t help but think “Where do these kids keep coming from? And how is it they end up at our door?” I am filled with thankfulness to God, because, as these youth walk around Shotts there is one thing they know for sure. If they are looking for a safe haven, a place to be, someone to talk to, a door they know they can come to and be free to fall before God unashamed and unhindered it’s here. It is here it’s at our house!
As my husband has taught me, ministry and outreach is not a statistic programme, it is spirit lead. You go where God leads you and love who God has given you.
…and then he told them, “Go into all the world and preach the Good News to everyone.”