Me and the team I am leading at the moment
spent Friday June 8th in Liverpool. We ended up making a random
connection with another group from Youth With A Mission that had come over from
Boston. When I first said Hi to them they were amazed, as they had met one of
the other outreach teams that the current Discipleship Training School I am
helping to lead sent out in Glasgow. So to meet us was crazy, especially as it
was all unplanned, God is so funny like that. I met them because I had left the
rest of the team to take a walk with God to encourage people as I went. Walking
round the city centre, going left where he told me and right where he told me,
talking to people as I went and eventually God lead me straight to this other
team.
While I was talking to one of the guys two
skater kids came past us and we got talking. I found out that the guy I was
talking with (Matt) had been talking with them a bit yesterday. This
conversation really broke my heart and challenged me greatly; it started off
with the older of the two (who was around 16) saying that he would rather
believe in science than God, which is where the conversation had ended the
other day. The only problem with this is that I am a trained scientist (I did a
marine Biology Degree) which meant that the defense he was trying to use about
science fell down. Then I felt God tell me he does not feel loved, so I asked
him if this was true and he just said yes, in an almost defeated way, and
almost started crying. So I got to tell him how when I met God properly for the
first time 5/6 years ago I was filled with an overwhelming sense of being fully
loved, like I had never felt before. This brought back all the emotions for me
too. We got to talk about this for a bit longer at which point his mate who had
listened said he thought that maybe this was a good thing, maybe they should
meet God themselves. I had to run at this point as my team were leaving, so I
left them with Matt and another guy to talk about what this meant, saying yes
to God, saying yes to Jesus.
The whole thing brought me back to that
place of such thankfulness for the fact that God loves me, and everyone else
for that matter, no matter how much we may have messed things up. And how much
it breaks my heart to know that others do not feel loved at all, it makes me
angry that people do not know this, that the world has lied to them, telling
them that they are not loved, or valued, that they have no hope. It was one of
those moments that brought into sharp focus the reason for why I do what I do,
why I listen to God and follow what he is saying.