Fire in our hearts - Jesus Army

FIRE IN OUR HEARTS
AWAKE O ZION!
In the throes of this delicate oneness, they moved on from
their cottages at Bugbrooke, taking with them Snowy the aloof
cat, and a lovable, but senile dog called Goldy. To this refined
and tenderhearted group were added two rough breeze blocks
from the Hall — Ian ‘Courageous’ and myself.
In the new house at nearby Flore we gained a deeper experience
of community — and discipleship! For us it was a fresh
start and we felt honoured to learn at close quarters from
Kelly. Our diaries made fascinating reading!
‘So this is it,’ wrote Ian, ‘we are in! I got my first correction
from Kelly about driving fast on the gravel. I was freaked out
at the mealtime. It’s so quiet! Often there is only one conversation.’
The house was built of blocks of golden sandstone and was
overhung with purple wisteria and honeysuckle. Above the
door was a motto chiselled in Latin: Dare To Despise Riches.
From the french windows a sunny patio overlooked the lawn
and at the back the shady cobbled courtyard was home for
Kelly’s ducks and geese. Down in the paddock, we dug out a
little pond for the ducks who got some ‘heavy shepherding’
from Mildred the hen! On a spring morning the air was fragrant
and many were the sun-drenched teas on the patio. It
was, to quote Isaac Watts:
A little spot enclosed by grace,
Out of the world’s wide wilderness.
‘People reckon this place is a pretty good do,’ Ian recorded.
‘It’s called the House of Living Stones — but I haven’t the
nerve to tell anyone at work yet!’
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