Looking up, looking out
As the sound of 2,000 women’s voices filled the Westminster Central Hall last October for the London Women’s Convention, my mind was racing. It raced forwards to that glorious day when those whose hope is ‘in Christ alone’ will be with him — and my longing was for more to be added daily to that number.
It raced backwards to my childhood memories of praise filling that very same Hall at the Brethren Missionary Meetings.