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Archives: January 2009

Lost property


By Jo Stockdale


When I was younger my sister and I used to love going to Tesco with my mum. It was the perfect opportunity to play the game ‘Get Lost’. Don’t worry, we didn’t hurl insults at poor unsuspecting shoppers, the game simply involved trying to get lost.

So as mum pushed her trolley up and down the aisles we would do everything we could do lose her; hiding behind displays, going up the escalator to the Home ‘n’ Wear department, taking advantage of our size and the busyness of the shop by concealing ourselves between bodies and moving trolleys. A successful game was one where we managed not to be found until we appeared, as if from nowhere, as mum packed bags at the checkout. It was an hour or so of total fun.

But nowadays, getting lost, and being lost, isn’t such fun. Which is why, I presume, sat navs are selling so well. Having to pull over to the side of the road to consult a map is annoying. Going the wrong way when you’re meeting a friend is frustrating. Trying to find someone in a packed shopping centre is exasperating. And feeling lost in a crowd is a lonely and uncertain place to be.

And in many churches, where sometimes hundreds of people come through the door each Sunday, it’s all to easy to get lost, whether this is intentional or not. I know because I’ve been there. Week after week I would come to church, sit quietly by myself during the service then swiftly make my exit, thankfully pushed to the door that bit quicker by the madding crowd. For ages I resisted and ignored the plugs to ‘get involved’, ‘do a course and meet people’ and ‘join a small group’. I was happy to be invisible and I was managing to keep things that way quite successfully.

But I quickly learnt that if I wanted to stay lost I would have to suffer the consequences. Because as well as being pretty lonely, my faith soon became about just me and him. It was me and him Monday to Saturday and it was just me and Him on Sundays. It was in direct contrast to those I could see around me, who were making it about them and Him plus her, her, him, them and so on.


A friend of mine said this recently: ‘Faith is a communal act and it has to be worked out with other people. There is no better way to find out who God is and who we are than to enter into a regular community where we give ourselves to one another.’ He is right. Which is why we need to make sure we’re surrounding ourselves with other Christians. Why we need to be in community (there it is, the c word).

And what better way of doing this than to find a small group? Having avoided joining one for so long, I’m now in one. In fact I’m leading one! And you know what? I’m really enjoying it. Sure, it does mean that I have to make sure the house is clean once a week, but I reckon that’s the only pitfall. Because despite thinking that it was just another thing I had to squeeze into my already very busy week, I can honestly say I love my small group.

I have loved meeting new people; people that I might not have ordinarily hung out with, but I’m so glad I now do. I love studying the Bible together, hearing other’s people views, opinions, perspectives and wise words, and having the space to share some of mine. I love seeing people help one another out, sometimes in really practical ways. I love having the prayer support of a group of people, who are interested in you and remember to ask how things are going each week. I love seeing people healed and their lives changed, be it big or small, through the prayer of a bunch of people. I’m really enjoying seeing relationships form and grow.

It’s not all sweetness and light, I would hate to paint that picture for you. Sometimes I’m tired and I’m not in the mood to have to chat, pray, discuss, be nice. Sometimes people annoy me. Sometimes the house is messy. But that’s community, eh? And I can honestly say that 9 times out of 10 I enjoy the evenings we spend together.

I’m glad I’m not anonymous anymore. I’m pleased I’ve been found by a group of people. I think God’s call to me, and to so many of us, is to come out of hiding. I challenge you to make the choice to not get lost anymore.




About the writer...

Jo is a lovely lady who works at St Mary's Bryanston Square, London. She is also the younger sister of Mrs. Soul Survivor, Ali Martin.

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