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Mystery Selector?

Its a funny old world!

As many of you will know I recently did a three day thing where I was asked a whole bunch of questions to help work out what I should be doing with my life. Now I thought that was intense: until..

Yesterday I was welcoming people at the church door, when a guy walked in with his house. Now we're a town centre church so this happens quite a lot but not many people do what this guy did. He started to ask me questions: the usual stuff at first, what time does the service start? do you work here? After about ten minutes we had progressed considerably. Was Jesus married? If He is the great supreme being then where is He now? Is heaven here or somewhere else? Will there be room for us all in heaven? How do we get there?

After 45 minutes the service started (we have coffee before), and our conversation stopped.

I have to say I haven't felt so energised in ages: the questions stretched me more than many on my three day thing. Ministry Division: I feel a new tactic may be at hand.. mystery selector!

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