Fire in our hearts - Jesus Army

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Winds of Change
1971
It was a normal Sunday morning in February. Miss Campion
hovered around the front of the chapel and kept a maternal
eye on the deacons who greeted people at the door with a
handshake. She was pleased to see that a few of the new
Saturday-nighters were now turning up for the morning service.
All was well. The flowers had been arranged, the communion
table set out, and inside Verna was playing gentle hymn
tunes on the organ. The congregation sat patiently in their
pews until 10.30am, when the side door opened, the whispering
of the children stopped, and in stepped a well-groomed
Noel. The choir followed and as they positioned themselves
on the platform, Noel stood casually next to the pulpit. (To
the annoyance of some — he should have been in it!) Then he
quietly prayed and announced the first hymn.
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