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Urban Evangelism

This week, as you may have noticed, lacked any new writing from myself. This is not due to laziness. No, that's a lie. It is partly due to laziness. Mostly it is due to the fact that I spent a few days in London.

As a part of my course I had the challenging privilege of spending time in the big city to see how Christians in that place had begun to live out their faith. What I saw was astonishing.

Astonishing to see the lives of young, black lads standing witness against the statistics of failure and crime which mark them. Astonishing to hear the drunks and users share stories of God over a greasy burger in a church hall. Astonishing to be in the presence of a man who would have such love as to start a church in the middle of this great urban collision of people.

Indeed this week has shaped me in many ways.

Of course I cannot make assumptions about the organisations I spent time with beyond what I saw, but for the sake of objective reflection I have to assume the projects I saw run in roughly the same way most of the time.

Yet I write this feeling somewhat... unfulfilled. Now I know the purpose of the course is not for me to feel fulfilled, but to my mind there was something lacking. Something important.

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