Fire in our hearts - Jesus Army

FIRE IN OUR HEARTS
AWAKE O ZION!
be showered with gifts, sweets, pictures, poems, prophecies
and lots of love and esteem.
At the Hall, we often had four brothers sharing a large room.
Sometimes we welded hospital beds together into bunks —
all of seven foot high. Fortunately, I was athletic. At weekends
we rolled out the spare mattresses and often guests
would end up snoring away in the library downstairs. We
thinned out more after the courtyard wing was converted,
but such ‘close fellowship’ encouraged a great sense of brotherhood.
There were frictions, of course. One brother wanted to be
reconciled to a fiery Scotsman, so he took a bowl of water to
wash his feet. The argument broke out again so he tipped it
over his head and ran!
John Thom was keen to start up a common bank account.
Noel counselled caution at first, but most of us at the Hall
were young and zealous and convinced that the common purse
was an example of Jesus we needed to follow.
By the spring of 1975 we were pooling our income (before
that we had paid rent). A common purse deacon collected the
money every week and put it into a household account. When
Mike Farrant moved in from Oxford with a flair for administration
and a degree in philosophy, politics and economics,
the large tea pot in which we’d collected the money was replaced
by a wall safe and an accounts book. We went to Mike
for what we needed and, apart from a little pocket money,
were expected to produce receipts for all we spent.
We were keen to nurture an atmosphere of the Holy Spirit
and encouraged one another along the way of discipleship. I
suggested to Pete that perhaps we shouldn’t stop off at the
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