I had been working in an Architects office in Park Circus in Glasgow. My MGB convertible was sitting outside. I enjoyed my work in and around buildings. I enjoyed an active social life. But something was missing.  Was this all that life consisted of ?

One thing I hadn`t done was travel, maybe that was the answer. Hence the dreaming about the African Experience.

So off I went. The sale of the car paid for most of the three month overland trip from London to Cape Town. I had a job arranged in Johannesburg and was all set. My dad even paid for my one way ticket to London !!!

The trip was mostly amazing and I was really changed,-- for about a week!  The thought of having spent all that money for nothing was galling but I quickly got a good job and settled into the same routine in Salisbury (Harare) as I had when I left Glasgow.

I was however still seeking some answers, and when an acquaintance invited me to the local Baptist Church, I accepted.
The meeting itself didn`t do much for me, but some of the people I met definitely had something,  some quality of life,  which appealed to me in my search.

 After trying the church thing for about six months, I had to admit there seemed very little to it all.  Mainly because I seemed to be the same in the inside. There had to be some element I was missing. Surely it couldn`t be this “personal saviour “  phrase I kept hearing about.

So in a final act of desperation, I got down on my knees, asked God to “forgive me my sins, come into my life and make me as I should be In Jesus name  Amen “, not really expecting anything to be honest.

But God did indeed hear me and things began to change. The bible suddenly became more alive , prayer was not  so meaningless anymore. Over the weeks the Lord seemed to be speaking to me in impressions and circumstances and feelings always confirmed by what I read in the Bible. For the first time in 23 years I was experiencing real love, real joy, and real peace. My search was over.