An Ending and a Celebration

Well, today Fresh Manna, which is the church I attend, officially ended. We're carrying on as a fellowship, but we currently have no name. Both our pastors have resigned see, so we kinda couldn't continue as Fresh Manna. Anyway, we had a service today to celebrate all that Fresh Manna has meant to people over the years it's been around. I actually can't remember being in any church in England where we've been as happy, or at least where I've been as happy. In fact, I don't recall even the churches we went to in America as being as amazing as Fresh Manna. It's the worship and the grace message I guess. That's what came out most.

It's kinda weird to think that Fresh Manna is no more. We're currently 'The Fellowship that was Formerly Fresh Manna' though I doubt that's any sort of official title. Oh well, we shall see next week what God's actully going to do with our church. I can't imagine He'll leave us dangling for too long. So yeh, big things happening. Oh, one other thing: it was so funny looking at all the pictures this morning. There were some really ridiculous ones of me--dressed as a chicken, at Junior Church housegroup, as a small child wearing fake glasses and dressed in ridiculously bright clothes and a hat. Not sure what that one was about... Still, it was quite amusing. So yeh, it's weird to think that something that's been a huge part of my life since I was tiny is now no more, but all the people are still there. The church meal is on Friday too--in past year's it's been called a Christmas meal, but as it's, well, significantly after Christmas, I don't think that's such a fitting lable any more. Should be fun.

Fresh Manna by the Youth!

I've just realised I never wrote about the service we did the day after Encounter! My youth group took the whole service (although admittedly we pinched Buster to drum and Dave to play base). Good fun. I think it went better than last time even. I was certainly more relaxed playing my clarinet, partially cos I'd done it before. Apparently you couldn't actually hear me very well, but never mind. It went well. The drama was fun. Hopefully we'll do it again soon, it's quite exciting to take over church for a week :D.

Fresh Manna Christmas Meal

Yup. We had our Christmas Meal last night, at a Golf Club. Good food, plenty of fun. We went early though, because Mum was shattered and not feeling well, and James was pretty knackered too. As was I, but I'm sure I could've coped... At least we got pudding. The sticky toffee wasn't quite as good as Sally's, but still pretty decent. My favourite pudding though. Yum!
To explain: we have our Christmas Meal after Christmas because then it doesn't clash with all the festivities and stuff. Not because we're so disorganised we can't get it sorted before. Well, maybe a bit...

Fresh Manna by the youth...

Our youth group ran church this morning. Went pretty well, even if I was involved and may be slightly biased... :D Quite good fun to be honest, once I got over complete stage fright that comes from looking at a hundred or so people and playing a clarinet into a microphone. They were all singing, they wouldn't have heard... Anyway, it went well. I heard pretty positive comments about it. Not that people were likely to say anything too bad, but still.

Sunday night...

I meant to post this before, but cos I've written about it elsewhere, I kind of didn't. Anyway, on Sunday I went to church in the evening, cos I've started to do that, and towards the end of the service, Big Dave (we have three Daves at our church. All three are pretty big. Big Dave is the middle one I would say, but the bigger Dave is Heather's Dave...). Anyway, Big Dave said he felt like there were people at church who God was calling to step out and stuff, and they wanted to do something, but they weren't sure what direction to take, and it was like he was talking just to me. I knew I had to go see him and get prayer. And so I did. Anyway, I'll be sending Nutmeg Angel to an agent by the end of this week. Hopefully tomorrow. The other thing that came out of that, was that he told me to write it down when I got home. I was intending to do it on here, but I ended up doing it in a notebook, and it turned into a prayer, and I've found that a really good way to pray is to just free-write and talk to God.

Holiday

Well, my holiday was fairly good fun. Hebdon Bridge is a really pretty site. We parked the caravan by a stream, so we could hear it all the time, which was nice. Friday, before James came, we went to a clog factory, which was basically a clog shop and that was about it, and then we went to Hebdon Bridge, but Mum got tired so we came back to the caravan. James came by train on Friday after school, and then Saturday we went to Halifax. Had dinner at a Chinese buffet and saw a parade go past, but Mum got tired then as well, so we went back to the van. I read two hugely fat books, one six-hundred page one and one seven-hundred-and-fifty page one, the Dirk Pitt ones I mentioned in the last post, or maybe the post before last, I forget. Anyway, we came home Sunday, went to church in the evening and we were in our new location across the road from before and Dad couldn't get the projecter working properly to do the song words. Oh well. He managed it this morning anyway.

Stuff is happening

Just thought you might like to know. Stuff is happening. There's going to be a huge outpouring of the holy spirit in the Preston area soon. There've been loads of visions about it at my church, and stuff is definitely happening there. Didn't have a sermon again on Sunday night, we were just worshipping. It was amazing. I want to do something. I don't know what, but I want to do something, to be involved. I don't particularly care what. Even if it's only taking tea to the healing team that's going to be be starting up soon on the flag market, I've forgotten what day, think it's going to be a Saturday, I want to be involved.

Fire...

Yeh. I don't know how to explain this really, but I want to write it down all the same. At church this morning, Moya went up to speak, and she was saying about this conference and there's a revival going on, a revival of fire, and she was passing it on, and she said we were to all come up if we wanted her to pray fire for us, and then she said it was a double portion for the youth and I went up. It was like electricity flowing through me, and I couldn't stand up. Someone, Dianne I think, helped me to a chair, and I just sat there and couldn't move, and then I was shaking, and my hands especially were all tingly and I really want to share it with other people in my school, because it was such joy and peace and completeness, and then towards the end of the service I was just laughing and shaking still, and Dianne took me over to Lorena and Christine and we just sat there and we were laughing and laughing and just couldn't stop laughing, it was amazing.

Christmas meal was good

Yep, that's right. Our church Christmas meal was last night. Good food, and lively company. Had a great time. Tired now, but I'm awake and can't get back to sleep. Humph.
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