Fire in our hearts - Jesus Army

FIRE IN OUR HEARTS
NEW GENERATION
I had a word too while praying one morning: ‘Go to Bath
and you will find a group of young people who meet regularly
in a pub seeking spiritual things.’ Then: ‘The White Dog’. I
looked up this name in the Yellow Pages but it didn’t exist!
Undeterred we set off: destination — Bath; mission — locate
hippies and evangelise. The friends we stayed with knew
of two off-beats, Dave and Steve, who had a kind of Jesus pub
scene going. So the next day we headed out with our guitars,
hot on the scent. A guy with a twelve-string caught us up in
the park.
‘Hi! Who do you play for then?’ he chirped.
‘The Lord.’ I said.
‘Good. I’m off to a prayer meeting. Do you want to come?’
‘Definitely,’ said Jason. ‘Let’s go for it.’
Next thing, we were in a pentecostal church, singing and
praying. Then two hippie characters walked in. I nudged Jason,
‘I bet these are the ones, Jase.’ When the meeting ended
we walked over to them:
‘I’m Dave,’ said one with a grin.
‘I thought so,’ I said. Turning to the other, I added:
‘And you’re Steve and you meet in a pub every week seeking
spiritual things.’ They were wide eyed.
‘How do you know?’
‘God told us about you in Northampton.’
‘Wow!’
We made friends, laughed about The White Dog’, and spent
the afternoon singing in the streets. Mission accomplished,
we met the rest of the group the following week. Half way
through the evening, Dave blurted out. ‘Hey look! Amazing!’
In trotted a white dog. Jason was well impressed.
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