Friday, May 22, 2009

there is no hope...

... but Christ.

When a boy is lying in a box in front of you, only the promise of a new creation and the resurrection of the dead comforts.

Andrew did well, but it was horrible. The mother has spiritualist leanings and there was quite of bit of that from the family. Andrew preached on Rev 21 and everyone seemed to be listening. It felt so solid compared to the other stuff.

Nathan found the experience difficult. I wasn't sitting with him, which in hindsight was a mistake. The bit at the end left him very shaken. But I'm glad he went, and so is he - Luke's brother is his good friend. We've just had a monster tantrum to deal with.

Hopefully a happy day tomorrow. Early start, then we'll play on the beach in the Central Queensland sunshine - a warm 26 degrees forecasted!

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