A story from Liverpool:-

It's Not My Fault

The group told stories about situations when they had been blamed for something someone else did, we then watched a video of the crucifixion (have a look: youtube.com/watch?v=sGXI0L0ula0). As it finished two group members were sat teary eyed and deeply moved. At which point someone else said, 'The bread smells ******* great, I'm getting it out!' Despite this seemingly divided reaction, the time eating what we have cooked actually provieds a space for reflective discussion, and eating the food means that the more dominant chatty participants make room for others to talk! So as we chewed it over (sorry!) it became clear that it was the first time that any of the group had made the connection that Jesus was taking the blame for them.

Current stories...

God Thinks I'm Alright
It's Good Enough for Anyone
Square Peg in a Round Hole
Coming Out of the Kitchen
Even the Smallest of Things
It's Not My Fault
Finding God's Story Within your Own
Level of Discomfort
Tears at School
Water into Lost Coin
Bicycle (Relationship) Repair Man
Experience The Bible