FIRE IN OUR HEARTS
THE LORD TOOK HOLD OF BUGBROOKE
‘made a decision’ for Christ at eighteen, but now, at college, he’d grown cynical and holy huddles annoyed him. Communism was more appealing. Changing the world — that was where it was at. He looked around. ‘Good Lord!’ he thought. ‘Even Miss Campion is glowing!’ ‘Notice anything about Noel?’ his dad asked when he got home. ‘Well, yes,’ said John. ‘He looked like a 100 watt bulb! I had a good argument with them all about this “talking in tongues”. Noel gave me this withering look. “Who are you to say a gift of God is no good?” he said. That really threw me. I thought, “You know what — he could be right!”’ The Holy Spirit had begun to invade the life of the chapel. The teenagers were very excited and encouraged one another along. Stories flew around of talking in tongues and seeing visions. The youngsters prayed together almost every night for revival to hit the chapel. Sometimes they ended up on the floor laughing in the Spirit. One of the lads felt something like a warm electric current come upon his head and travel down to his toes. The joy was immense and he shook for an hour. One of their friends, Geoff, was a fiery redhead with a character to match. Extrovert and likeable, he thought the Youth Club was all a bit of a laugh. Then one evening when he walked in, Geoff looked really different. He’d given his life to Christ and was already baptised in the Spirit. It soon spread around the village. Geoff had ‘got religion’! Some of the youngsters joined the ‘core’ group. Around twenty, including Noel, Miss Campion, and Verna, now came together in the manse to seek God. Saturday nights were times 36