|Orrell Post Methodist Church, |
The year was 1969.
It was a cold Sunday evening...
In the little Northern English town of Wigan, my sister and I sat in the back pew of the Methodist church. I remember only one part of that service. The preacher asked is there anyone here who wants to ask Jesus to be their friend forever?
I looked at my sister. She looked at me. 'Shall we do that?' I whispered to her.
If she had not been with me that night, I might never have knelt at that altar rail.
I might never have felt that preacher's hand on my head as she whispered words that have long since faded from my mind.
I might never have felt special as I waited at the little bus stop for the bus to take me home.
I might never have grown up with a passion for children's ministry.
I might never be writing this blog to encourage others as they lead kids to Christ.
I am 51 years old. The year is 2010. And kids' ministry matters...