Fusion Camp // Summer 2013 [Before]

Coming soon, to a Christian holiday centre near you…

The mammoth spree of summer kids work continues this week with Fusion Camp. If you have a good memory, you’ll remember me blogging about this last year. Fusion is the youth group at my church for 7-11 year olds. I was a leader there whilst at school and went back to help on camp last summer. This year, I e-mailed Tony, the head honcho, asking if they needed an extra pair of hands to help out again. His reply: “Well, actually… we need a speaker…”

Free @ TKC // Summer 2013 [After]

He is risen indeed!

And… breathe. Just like that, Free @ TKC Summer 2013 is over. It’s astonishing how much you can fit into five days – the songs, the games, the Bible teaching, the neck injuries (I’ll tell you more about that later). There’s an immense amount to be grateful for and a lot to continue praying about.

Free @ TKC // Summer 2013 [Before]

That “@ sign” makes deciding on a hashtag for the week rather awkward.

Blogging about the different Christian summer activities I’m involved with is one of my favourite things. It’s a helpful way to focus my thoughts before and after  – remembering the scale and importance of the task ahead and reflecting on the blessings and trials once it has passed. It’s also a means of keeping others informed and encouraged about the Lord’s work.

Wedding Observations #2 // Who Gives This Woman?

For purpose of this post, ignore Steve Martin’s face. But do watch “Father of the Bride”

At most of the weddings I’ve attended, I haven’t actually been a proper guest. Normally, I’m part of the band for the service, playing bass (because every wedding benefits from some low octave action). This involves sitting at the front of the church, which gives me a priveleged view of the bride and groom’s faces as they stand at the front. You catch some quiet touching and amusing moments.

The thing that usually catches my eye, however, is the father of the bride. You’ve got to feel for this guy. By the time he’s walked his daughter down the aisle, he’s shelled out a tonne of cash, put up with unbearable future in-laws, possibly endured a very awkward stag-do and had to come to terms with the fact that this kid in a cravat is soon going to be doing the bizzo with his little girl. Poor bloke, right?