28/07/2013
Picture this: Sunday night, sitting in a warm church building one cold winter’s evening.
All of a sudden gunmen burst into the building and fire into the congregation. Hand grenades whistle through the air.
My grandpa pushes me under the pew to avoid bullets and shrapnel. I was 15yrs old when this happened.
This week marks 20yrs since the attack on St James’ church. I could’ve died that day, but I didn’t.
Among other things, that night showed me that I am NOT a mistake. You are no different: alive to love and be loved by God and express love to his hurting world.
We’re here on purpose – God’s purpose. http://bit.ly/1aMOXyA #wendyb