RIP Sean

Last week Sean fell, drunk, from the 10th floor of a block of flats. Before being excluded from school he was in Bryony's form. He was 15, in care, and tagged. The local 'High Town Crew' as the bunch of hoodies he was a part of, have been out in force this week. Not, like they usually do, spaying their tag on any available wall for the council to remove later, but on the fence in the park. They have covered it with their own messages to Sean, pinned pictures and writing to it, laid flowers at the foot of the fence where they used to sit getting drunk / stoned most evenings.

Last week at Spring Harvest, the girls from our church, all 15, met boys - as they do at that age! Bryony got friendly with Dan, and his mate who wasn't a christian. The boy got very drunk one night, so Bry took him outside and walked him round and round the chalets helping him to sober up and telling him Jesus loves him.

I wonder if Sean ever heard that, and if he remembered it before he fell. I hope so.