Fire in our hearts - The Jesus Army

FIRE IN OUR HEARTSAWAKE O ZION!In the throes of this delicate oneness, they moved on fromtheir cottages at Bugbrooke, taking with them Snowy the aloofcat, and a lovable, but senile dog called Goldy. To this refinedand tenderhearted group were added two rough breeze blocksfrom the Hall — Ian ‘Courageous’ and myself.In the new house at nearby Flore we gained a deeper experienceof community — and discipleship! For us it was a freshstart and we felt honoured to learn at close quarters fromKelly. Our diaries made fascinating reading!‘So this is it,’ wrote Ian, ‘we are in! I got my first correctionfrom Kelly about driving fast on the gravel. I was freaked outat the mealtime. It’s so quiet! Often there is only one conversation.’The house was built of blocks of golden sandstone and wasoverhung with purple wisteria and honeysuckle. Above thedoor was a motto chiselled in Latin: Dare To Despise Riches.From the french windows a sunny patio overlooked the lawnand at the back the shady cobbled courtyard was home forKelly’s ducks and geese. Down in the paddock, we dug out alittle pond for the ducks who got some ‘heavy shepherding’from Mildred the hen! On a spring morning the air was fragrantand many were the sun-drenched teas on the patio. Itwas, to quote Isaac Watts:A little spot enclosed by grace,Out of the world’s wide wilderness.‘People reckon this place is a pretty good do,’ Ian recorded.‘It’s called the House of Living Stones — but I haven’t thenerve to tell anyone at work yet!’171