Fire in our hearts - The Jesus Army

FIRE IN OUR HEARTSCITY ON A HILLIf you could hear what they’re saying inChristendom,It would bring tears to your eyes;Tears to your eyes and a weeping to your heart.For many, community was the answer to a real longing. Grahamwas one student who joined Harvest House. He first visitedus in 1977 as a frustrated Christian, and was bowledover by the brotherhood at the farm. He helped on the strawcartingand joined in the gooseberry pick. He wasn’t used toopenness, but, to his surprise, it came easily. He enjoyed thestrength of fellowship and began to seek God.Graham was mad on flying (his grandfather had been afighter ace), but when someone in chapel gave a word ofknowledge about aircraft, he saw that for him flying was anidol. At that moment he let it go and was filled with the Spirit.He went home, turned down an RAF scholarship and at eighteenjoined the farm family.In chapel one evening, after a Family Day on the Hall lawn,he shared some wisdom. A grassy hill towered over the valleys.This was Zion. A noon sun blazed down, the atmospherewas peaceful and upon the hill were hundreds of sheep, quietlymunching in twos and threes.‘Brethren,’ said Graham, ‘when I consider these pastures,my heart is filled with gratitude. I was a lost sheep. I lovedGod but other things obscured my vision. Now I’ve come home.He’s making me feed on the richness of his kingdom and I’mfinding myself as never before. I believe there are many Christianswho long for holy brotherhood. They’re tired of strad-185