My children must have been about six and ten. The six year-old happily gave up her room for two of them, the other had the spare room.
'They' were three young workers from a well-known Christian organisation who had come to hold a mission in our town along with our church young people. We had a great week - even though they ate us out of house and home!
Later I was telling a non-Christian friend about their visit, touching briefly on how one had been a drug addict and another had been brought up in the atmosphere of big-city gangland. 'Weren't you frightened to have them in the house?' she asked. 'Oh no', I replied blithely, 'they've become Christians and have completely changed'. Which was true and we never had any reason to doubt it.
