I've spoken in a lot of places. In front of thousands, hundreds, dozens and less than ten; in freezing cold and searing heat, before vagrants and fabulously wealthy people. More stories than a blog could ever cover.
But one place I spoke I will certainly never forget and Scotland's day - St Andrew's Day - is a special day to remember it. It was February, it was cold and windy and it was Howmore Church on South Uist in the Outer Hebrides.
To the west of Howmore Church there is a small area of moorland, a beach and then the North Atlantic Ocean. Some thousands of miles later comes northern Labrador and Hudson Bay. To the east there is not much either, as the picture shows. Yes, that building is Howmore Church.
Amazing to think, on St Andrew's Day, that the news of Jesus the Messiah that Andrew first shared with his Galilean brother Simon (later called Peter) reached as far as Howmore! The ends of the earth indeed.
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