We’ve been stretching the church “wineskin”. Over a hundred of us travelled to Belfast for
a Saturday city action day, march and evening celebration event. We spent Friday travelling over by coach and
ferry, and all stayed overnight in a backpacker hostel. Then we came back overnight, in time for our
customary Sunday events.
I have to confess that as a seasoned Multiply International
traveller, the adventure was slightly less of a challenge to me than to others. But it was a pioneering move, and delivered
impact that the Safe Haven church planting scene has needed.
It was a first, too for our Jesus Army Action eight-strong team,
led by Nathan. They stayed in a
different hostel rather than the customary campaign team accommodation at a community
house. They had a great time mixing with
the other residents as well as stirring up initiatives on the streets. This was a good springboard for when they
come to Sheffield as part of the build-up to our October Praise Day.
And having use of the Berry Street Presbyterian Church premises
was brilliant. In fact it has a
remarkable history. The present building
shares the site of one of the earliest independent churches established some centuries
ago (the first was at Rosemary Street in 1644). Then the congregation would be largely immigrant
Scots taking advantage of the growing trade in the Province. It sits right across the square next to St
Mary’s Catholic Church: a microcosm of the local religious divide.
The building’s more recent claim to fame was the association
with the 1857-59 Revival. Spurgeon, Grattan
Guinness, Brownlow North and Berry Street’s own minister, “Roaring” Hugh Hanna,
addressed crowd of up to 20,000, including gatherings in the Botanic
Gardens. Later, in 1894, a statue of Rev
Dr Hanna was erected, but it was damaged by the IRA in 1970 and removed.
Martyn Lloyd Jones ministered as pastor at Berry Street from
1959. It then seated 750, but the city’s
troubles and city redevelopment (including nearby Royal Street) have reduced
the average congregation to a vital and faithful few. They were magnificently generous in letting
us have free use of the whole facilities.
(And they have custody of an impressive reformed library.)
Friday night was a whirl of adjustment, staring with threading
through the alleys and booking into the Linen House hostel to sort out bed
spaces. Then onto the streets again. Here we discovered the centre was heaving
with crowds as this was a Culture Event night.
I thought St Patrick had kicked out the Celtic paganism. But, in the cracks between the divided
churches, it’s re-emerged as the fringe spirituality of choice. There were vigorous drumming contests and
fire dances, ending with burning a wicker man.
Other revellers were happy to overflow the many nearby bars.
In the hostel my bunk was right next to the dormitory door
and the toilet. The night was punctuated
with comings and goings! (But at least
we didn’t need precautions against mosquitoes.)
Mary and I took out an hour on Saturday morning to visit Safe
Haven, just off Lisburn Road. Ruth was
sorting out the Sunday dinner while Ray led a team in town. I hope the weekend has driven the scene from
being a curious outpost right into the heart of the Church.
We particularly wanted the afternoon march to carry a spirit
different from the similar public displays that the city witnesses. Our colourful flags, boisterous singing and warm
greetings to bystanders were right on the mark.
An encouraging number of folks turned up for the significant evening event. There were many brilliant testimonies. Catch some of it on https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=goiqxrfGs2o The Kingdom church was being displayed.
All too soon the techie team had the kit de-rigged and we
filed back into our County Lion coach. Very few
ventured out into the gathering mist as the Stena Superfast ferry crossed to
Cairnryan. The outward voyage was bright
and inviting. At 2.00am we headed back
south, to Woodall Services, our minibus rendezvous point.
A memorable event, and worthy of the year of Courageous
Faith and Action. Special thanks to the saints at Berry Street.
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