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My mission style is ‘Show me’. I am Mrs Practical. And yes you can feel free to call me that. Anything that needs sorting or fixing or arranging - I’m your gal. I like knowing what needs to be done and seeing what I can do about it. In conversations, I often write or draw the outcome of what has just been discussed,...

Okay! You’ve proven it! I’m a 'Convince Me' person! It took me a while to be sure. I did the Mission Styles test three times to be sure it was reliable and accurate but now: I’m convinced. Whether it’s deciding to buy the new iPhone, or working out if the bible is actually God’s word, I take my time to ensure I make...

My mission style is Let Me Experience and for me it’s all about going out and doing things. When I read the bible, I want to experience it today and my faith comes alive when I live out the stories of boldness and courage we read about. When I'm reading the bible, I fist pump the air when Peter has the audacity to...

Mission – that churchy buzz word that sounds a little military to the unaccustomed ear, almost intimidating to those who have heard it in church over and over and all sorts of vague yet exciting to the budding evangelist. Mission is exciting. It is joining God in His mission as he calls His children back to Himself. This is why we...

“I’m not a Christian, but my friend said she was coming to meet some students from a local church, so I thought I’d come along- and invite all the other Christians I’ve met this week.” This was one of my favourite conversations of last week. I love fresher’s week (fresher’s flu and the constant swarm of drunk-and-yet-still-hungover students aside) because campus...

It's good to have role models. I have many. CB Fry is one of my favourites. Fry's was a great sportsman, representing England at both cricket and football. He played in an FA Cup Final and equalled the world record for the long jump. He also reputedly turned down the throne of Albania. Even well into his seventies he claimed he was still able to perform his party...

I had my shoes mended the other day. The soles were wearing thin so I visited the Sole Man. (If it's not punny, it's not funny!) He is an odd little fellow who seems genuinely miffed that I actually wear my shoes and develop problems with them. He sighs slowly, tuts and shakes his head at me. Then he fixes them...