Back
in the late 1970s a Methodist Deaconess, who was living in the East Yorkshire
village of Ottringham, was asked by a girl who was living in the same village
whether she would be prepared to host a meeting for young people who were
connected to some of the local village Methodist churches. The idea was
that the young people concerned could meet together and discuss matters of
mutual interest. The Deaconess ('Sister Gwen' as she was then known) agreed
that the young people could meet in her home as long as she didn't need to get
involved other than make the teas and coffees etc.
Several
teenagers gathered for the first meeting. When Gwen took in the
refreshments, she discovered that the topic of conversation was
euthanasia. This so intrigued her that she stopped to listen and take
part in the discussion. By doing so she became 'hooked' and began to take
part in future meetings, seeking to offer helpful insights and advice to the
young people, and helped them to see how the Christian faith related to various
topics under discussion.
The
group really began to gel; the youngsters formed a close bond, and developed in
their Christian faith to such an extent that they formed a 'mission band' named
the Ambassadors. As a group they took services in a number of the local
Methodist churches. For many of them, this was a first step in any form
of public speaking or worship leading.
This
snippet of history is particularly relevant to me and Sue, because we were
members of that youth group, and being invited to be part of that group was how
we first met. Sue lived in the same village (Ottringham), and I lived in
the next village along the A1033 towards Hull. The chances are that if
the group had not been formed, Sue and I would never have met. In due
course I fell in love and eventually (after much effort on my part!) persuaded
Sue to marry me. Some 38 and a half years later, Sue and I have been
blessed with 3 fantastic children and 4 amazing grandchildren (not to mention a
wonderful son and daughter-in-law), and we are still very much in love.
In
one sense we owe it all to Gwen. If she hadn't been prepared to open her
home to a disparate group of teenagers, all that Sue and I have shared together
would probably never have happened. We also owe so much to Gwen through
the love, care, support and nurture which she offered to us all. We
really did grow in faith in so many ways, and a number of the group are today
still involved in Christian ministry of various sorts. We had the
privilege of having Gwen to stay with us this weekend, and as we chatted all sorts
of memories came flooding back, as the intervening years rolled away!
The
weekend not only brought back some great memories, but also reminded me how
important one decision can be. The consequences of Gwen being willing to
open her home were immense, and Sue and I can never fully express the gratitude
we feel. Not only that, but the influence which Gwen had on the lives of
those of us who were part of the group, during our formative years, is
impossible to gauge.
Every
decision we make has consequences of some kind or another. To be generous
and open-hearted can make such a difference. And whether we like it or
not, our lives do influence others, for good or evil. I thank God for
Gwen and the part she has played in our lives. And I pray that God will
help me to be as generous and open-hearted as she was, to make good decisions,
and to be a positive influence in the lives of other people.
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