Armistice day, 2018.


100 years almost to the hour since WW1 came to an end this was the display at the front of Seymour street Methodist this morning.  The inevitable poppies which have come to symbolise so much along with roses, and shells and hand grenades and a uniform and a gas mask and a water bottle and a little new testament which looks like it was carried in the breast pocket of that uniform.


We heard a beautiful solo – make me a channel of your peace.  The sermon didn’t promise peace in terms of the end of war – the last 100 years alone demonstrates that we have not learnt how to stop killing one another.  It did however refer to peace despite the chaos that goes on around us –

John 14 v27  “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” 









SnaSS stands for Sunday night at Seymour Street – a youth group that meets on Sunday evening at a Methodist Church, Seymour Street, Lisburn.  My kids go along.  Last Sunday evening was a little different – the evening church service was handed over to them (and some a bit older) and this is what they did.  Several hours of praise, praise, praise. Some did find the volume challenging.  But if you have a singing voice like mine you can get stuck in in the knowledge that no-one can hear you (hopefully).

People could move around if they wanted and some came to the front to put their thoughts into pictures, others came forward for prayer.  The great thing was that this was not just a youth event – the whole age range turned up.  The whole family.

The 3rd artist’s picture sums it up for me because that is how it feels when you spend time with God.