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It has been just over three weeks now since we have arrived in Rugby and it feels like a world away from South London. If I was used to being in what is generally thought of and written about as a post-Christian secular world then Rugby looks and feels very different. There are a proliferation of churches across Rugby which are very active in working together for the good of the town. There seems to be a genuine Spirit of God's love working across Rugby in impressive ways that I'm not sure what century I am in! It is surprising to find a town that works so hard in regenerating and reinvigorating all that it is and it feels like an enormous privilege to be here. 

Not that South London was any kind of spiritual desert! It was also a great privilege to work there and see how God can still be so central to people's lives in the 21st century. If the image we get from the newspapers and national media is that God is redundant in the modern age it seems that the reality is very different. From churches as cultural hubs, community centres, spiritual zones and cafes - Christians across the country are adding enormous emotional, spiritual and social capital to their towns and cities  which is something to be celebrated and valued. 

I look forward to learning so much more about all that God is doing in Rugby and hope especially to meet many more people. St Andrew's Rugby is a place for all people to drop-in to 7 days a week, with a cafe, places to pray and more. I hope to meet you soon: www.standrewrugby.org.uk

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