The power of prayer
When I was a child my family lived very near a Baptist Church and one day a lady from that church came around the tenement building asking if she could take the children to Sunday School. My parents agreed – I think they enjoyed the children free time. I also remember going to her home with other children to learn songs and ‘party pieces’ which would be performed before parents at a soirée.
At some point my parents decided to attend church themselves but as we were nominally Church of Scotland folk we went there.
Many years later I returned to my home town on a visit and met this lady in the street. Can you imagine my surprise when, after I told her I had become a Christian, she said “That’s another one I can score off the list”. Here was someone who hadn’t seen me in years yet prayed faithfully for the conversion of all the children she had had contact with. Here was another link in the chain used by the Lord to draw me to Himself.