I was surprised this morning, on attending a city Church, to find eight people at Church (if one includes me) who had attended my old Churches. It was entirely by chance -- or perhaps not. Perhaps we all gravitated towards the same kind of ministry, or the same kind of atmosphere. OBSERVATION: One of the people I saw this morning once fell asleep in one of my services, toppled over, and hit the Church's wood panelling with a bang. It's funny what we remember people for. This morning he was looking smart and fresh.