So there was this old lady who came in the truth and got baptised aged around 90 I think. Some here might remember her Baptism at Hayes Bridge.
She used to allways get a lift from a nearby family except when they where away then I would travel in the opposite direction from the KH to go get her as I was the next nearest Dub.
So, I had been given instructions to pick her up for say a week, then the nearby family would be back and pick her up on the Thursday.
However, on leaving myself that next Thursday, I had the nagging feeling of uncertainty that said family would be picking her up, so I changed direction and drove to her house just to be sure.
There she was indeed, standing in the dark on her street corner, eyes closed, hands together pointing at the sky, praying to Jehovah to send somebody to pick her up.
She was completley unsuprised that I had turned up, she was so confident that Jehovah would answer her prayer.