If you'd walked into the hall of City Gate Centre on London Road this morning, there's a variety of things you might have seen. You might have seen a whole selection of people painting, drawing, and sticking things onto a huge art board. An evolving beautiful mess depicting many of the good things that are poured out on us. You probably would have come across several plastic balls, and may well have been hit by one, be it when they were thrown around by people surrouding two big parachutes, or when everyone just went a bit mad throwing them at each other and high into the air. You might have seen people dancing and jumping and throwing water at each other. You might have heard drums, horns and singing. You might have heard someone speak about the love they found in South Africa, the freedom and boldness they witnessed in India, and the expectation over a trip to Norway. You may have seen a whole cross-section of people - all different ages and sizes and personalities - standing united around a parachute with a world map printed on to it. United in their love for God, and for each other, and for their city, and the nations beyond.
i doubt you'd have guessed we were in the middle of a church service :-)