I’m particularly struck at how much it feels like a significant season to write my first article for Evangelicals Now.
I am humbled and shaken by recent shifts in the global political landscape, and I hear similar sentiments from friends who look and sound like me: young(ish), Black, African, Christian and resident in multi-cultural cities in the West.
In the past half-decade I have seen these friends rising, albeit slowly to leadership positions in the church, owing probably to decades of prayer from their faithful, long-suffering immigrant parents. There was hope that the church would look like something from bygone ages, the church in Antioch, perhaps, where “every nation, tribe and tongue” were represented, willingly working together for the glory of King Jesus (Revelation 7.9-10).
Britain has changed: should we mourn or celebrate?
“London has changed, and it’s out of my control”. Thoughts like this one often flit through my mind as I …