I'm trying to encourage my church youth group (11-14 year olds) to pray for London. (Isaiah 62:6-7 and all that). But how to pray creatively as a group? I hit on the idea of photocopying a London area train map, blowing it up to 4 times its original size, to the point where it practically covers the floor of an average-size meeting room. We're going to write and draw prayers all over it - covering London in prayers. Cool, huh?
Which isn't to detract from the main business of the weekend; the FA cup final. Us v Them for the fifth time this season. Do we stand a chance without St Thierry? Will those odious Manc thugs even let us touch the ball without kicking us into the stratosphere? It's over 24 hours until kick-off and my stomach's churning already. This is not good. It's at about this stage in proceedings that fans of either side look for omens in everything. We beat United in the final in '79. They've never retained the trophy. Jose Reyes apparently knows someone whose mother-in-law's dog's best friend's uncle had his path crossed by a black cat last week. We can't lose!... Nurse, more valium, please.
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