Naas to be back in Ireland

By: snowgood

Jan 30 2023

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Category: Christianity, Church, Gospel, people, Prayer, Witness

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We had a pretty good weekend.

I managed to right through Friday and Saturday without driving a car.

Then on Sunday I was part of the team at Kid’s Church which went well, and it was a joy to see some fresh faces and help young ones with spelling and navigating their way around the Bible.

One youngster asked me to spell J E S U S.

I liked that – she couldn’t do the same written work as the older children, but she could draw a picture and show Jesus to her parents!

We had two special needs children, one was so happy lifting her arms and smiling, the other was also an absolute joy. It’s really interesting watching the young ones grow up.

There’s the quiet ones, who say very little – the older more confident ones with a sound grasp of “The Truth” and I’ll miss them as I try to move on into newer volunteering roles.

Mind you by the time we had got back from church, and catching up with various people I started to feel depressed.

Aaaagh – I really really didn’t want to go to work today even though it was to see people I really admire, and would include a good hotel and decent meal.

I sat on my bed, a little annoyed that I haven’t really hooked into a new book, and flicked open my diary.

Uh oh! I’d “done” 3 chapters in Acts, and totally forgotten to pray at the start of my day. So at the end of the day, gone 10pm I started to put things right. I wrote out my prayers, delved further into Acts and hey ho – I soon started to feel happy again. it reminded me of a poem once shared by a friend from Mitchley Hill Chapel.

I got up early one morning and rushed right into the day.

I had so much to accomplish that I didn’t have time to pray.

Problems just tumbled about me, and heavier came each task.

“Why doesn’t God help me?” I wondered.

He answered, You didn’t ask,” I wanted to see joy and beauty, but the day toiled on, grey and bleak.

I wondered why God didn’t show me. He said, “But you didn’t seek.

I tried to come into God’s presence. I used all my keys at the lock.

God gently and lovingly chided, “My child, you didn’t knock.”

I woke up early this morning and paused before entering the day.

I had so much to accomplish that I had to take time to pray.

Guess what – I ended up getting into a lovely conversation with a complete stranger at Gatwick Airport, and talking about Jesus, faith, why do the bad people “get away with it” and the downtrodden still suffer?

On the plane one passenger chatted about his Len Deighton bbok, and on the other side of the ganfway another chapped offered me his Haribo sweets.

I didn’t take any, I’d had something far sweeter in my day already!

PICTURE: Grand Canal (Herbertstown Branch) Naas