Iain H Murray, “Thoughts on Together for the…
Supposing you were suddenly to find yourself among 7,000 mainly young people, singing without any band, Reginald Heber’s ‘Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty!’, and gathered to hear sermons for three days, you might well wonder where you were and what was happening. My own arrival in that situation was not entirely sudden for I had heard and read of it beforehand, but it has still left me with a degree of wonder. The place was Louisville, Kentucky, in April of this year. I had not been in a city before where I was stopped in the street,…