I was born in 1933, as my sister often reminded me, the year that Hitler came to power. I can remember, the first thing I can really remember is looking through a window at a square of concrete with a few swings and things on it. And afterwards, I asked my mother where this place was, because our flat overlooked this. And she said, that's Jail Park. Now, Jail Park was made very famous by Mr. Dickens, as you may realize. I remember those of you that have read Charles Dickens' books. He mentions Jail Park quite a lot. But then we moved, and we moved to Wandsworth. My grandmother and grandfather bought this beautiful big house, and we lived in the top flat. And various members of the family, you went indoors, and there was a staircase facing you. You moved out and went into corridors, and there were various members of the family lived in these corridors. It was a beautiful place. I had three uncles living there. The other two uncles had got married. And then when the war began, my two aunties came back to live there as well. Now, the two aunties went into the forces, and so did my three uncles. Well, before that, every Sunday, the family used to go to the pub that was a recognized thing, come out of the pub at closing time, pick up shrimps and winkles and things and bring them home for Sunday tea. But before tea, he used to play cards. And I was then three years, yes, three years old. And I used to play cards with him. He used to always encourage me to do this. especially the youngest one who was about 16. And I was, of course, six by now when war broke out. And gradually the family all decreased. They went their separate ways into various forces. So three uncles were in different forces. My dad joined the Air Force. And the whole family sort of disintegrated. Well, my mother decided, you see, as she'd got two younger children, she'd take us, we'd be evacuated. So we were evacuated to Reading. I thought Reading was in the country, you know. It was marvellous being out in the country. Because what I didn't realise was that we were about three miles from Reading Aerodrome, where my mother worked. My mother had to go to work, of course. and they were being bombed daily in the beginning, daily. And one day I was home ill from school, looking out of the window again, I was always looking out of windows somewhere, and I saw this plane going across, and I could see Swastika on the side of the aeroplane quite clearly. I could even see the young fellow in the aeroplane. It was that close to the window. And the lady who was the farmer's wife, where we were staying, rushed up the stairs and said, come away from the window. If you can see him, he can see you. Come away. Come away. Well, as you can imagine, I had a very mixed childhood. Well, we hadn't been in Reading all that long, I suppose about six months. And my mum said, nothing's happening in London. Let's go back home. I forgot to tell you at the beginning, I was born in Guy's Hospital, which makes me a real London cockney. You can hear it, can't you? You can hear it. Yes, well. Anyway, the countryside didn't suit me, so we went home. But by then, something dreadful had happened. And the house at Wandsworth was finished because they'd been dropping incendiary bombs and it had a flat roof and the whole top of the house was burned out. So when we came back, we had to find somewhere else to live. And my mum found a place and we moved to Thornton Heath, which I thought was country after London. And the first night that we moved, of course, there was an air raid. And we, my mum and Patsy, my little sister, and me, and my uncle Tommy, who was my mum's youngest brother, all spent the night in a little cupboard under the stairs with the wardens coming round every so often and knocking and saying, are you all right? Are you all right? Yes, we're all right. Whatever you do, don't go outside this house. Don't go out into the garden, even. They're dropping incendiary bombs as if they were sweets. They're rolling up and down the street. Now, the incendiary bombs used to, when they landed, they didn't make big holes, they just burst. And so you had fires all along the street. So we spent the night under the stairs in this cupboard. And it wasn't until many years later when Mick and I visited Mr. Churchill's underground home that he used during the war. As I walked through the door, you won't believe this, it seemed amazing to me, I walked through the door and the first thing I'd heard was this man who was doing the announcing saying, One of the worst raids of the war was in Thornton Heath on such and such a date. That was the day we moved. So we experienced the worst of it. Of course, the next morning my mother put us both on the train and we went. We were evacuated again. We were evacuated this time to Shillington near Luton. We were put with a man and his wife. They were quite kind, but they obviously didn't really want us. And we were in a room with no carpet and those beds that you take to camp with you, you know, what you call it, sackcloth beds, which we slept on, Patsy and me. And then a lovely Methodist couple in the village heard that these folk were going to the pub every night and leaving us in the house alone. And so they decided they would take us to live with them. So we did. We lived with them for about eight months. And they were wonderful, really wonderful. And then My mother came down to see us and she said, well, we're going back to London. I said, you mean we're not stopping here now? No, she said. What I didn't know was that there was an Air Force group one end of the village and an American base the other end of the village. And two children had been murdered. And the poor lady who we were staying with said she couldn't take the responsibility anymore. And so that's why we came home. So we were back in London. Well, the things kept happening. The bombs kept dropping. We spent every night in the shelter. I mean, you couldn't come out, you weren't coming out of it, you were stuck in this metal thing, night after night after night. But every day you went to school, the next morning, if the sirens went when you were in school, you just got yourself ready, moved out of the classroom, into the underground of the school. Well, that was amazing, but Then we discovered that not far from us was an underground shelter with all grass over the top. And a bomb had fell on that that night, and not one person came out of the shelter that day. My mother said, we're going to be evacuated again. So we got things together, and we went, this time, up north. to the home where Joan Blore came from. Joan, who has just gone to be with the Lord, to Stoke-on-Trent. And we were there for, it was like heaven when we got to Stoke-on-Trent. No noise, so peaceful. I went to a beautiful school because I'd just passed the scholarship in the midst of all this trouble. And we were made so welcome. People were very kind. So we stayed for some time. And then we heard that the bombing wasn't so bad in London. So my mother said, let's go home. So home we went. By this time, my father had been on leave and with his two brothers went out into the streets And then one of these incendiary things blew up nearly in his face. And he was blinded. Couldn't see anything. And the Air Force, in their wisdom, decided that they would send him to Canada. He was a radio and television engineer, my father, and he was brilliant at it. And he could do it all not being able to see. He could show people things, just not being able to see just by feel, because he was so well acquainted with it. So he went to Canada. And then somebody said to my mother, you know, they're sending children to Canada, so they would be safe and you'd feel much happier. My mom was working in another aerodrome. And she said, she thought about it seriously. And just at that very time, one of the boats that was taking the children to Canada was bombed. And it went down and nobody was saved. All the children died. So that plan was finished. So we decided we'd stay where we were. And then the bombing sort of got quieter. And one day, there was this funny noise overhead. My mom said, we've got to go to the shelter. And we rushed downstairs into the shelter. And it was the first one of these bombs that came over with no driver or anything, just came over. The engine stopped. Wherever the engine stopped, down it went. And that was the end. Well, there was one that day, and they thought it had fallen on the local pub, but in point of fact, it hadn't. And so I think, you know, you didn't know when you went to bed at night if you'd get up the next morning if you'd be alive or not. And you lived like that all the time. You used to dread the sound of the... What do you call it, the thing to alert you? Siren, siren, yeah. Well, ultimately, it all came to an end. So as soon as we could, and it's what everybody did, we all got up to the palace to see the king and queen who came out to talk to us. And it was lovely to see them. Their daughter, Elizabeth, had been in the forces. And we thought they were wonderful. And they were so thrilled to see everybody. They were so kind. Then came the time, of course, for me to finish school. 15, I said to my mother, I think I'm going to leave school. I'm going to go to work. Because my dad came back from the forces and couldn't get a job. So we had no money. My mother was working from six o'clock in the morning until six o'clock at night in the local laundry. And she was exhausted, really. And by then, we had a new baby sister. So it was very difficult. So I decided I'd leave school and go to work. And I got a job at the Liverpool Victoria Insurance Company. I used to travel on the 159 bus all the way up to Westminster from Thornton Heath. And then I'd get the underground tram You don't know about the underground tram, do you? The underground is still there, from Westminster up to the very road where the Liverpool Vic had their main offices. So I did that every morning for about six months. And I began to feel very tired, and my mother took me to the doctor. And the doctor said to me, She needs building up. She didn't ought to be going to work. She needs a rest. And so my mother was always coming out with ideas. We'll go hot picking. So hot picking we went for six weeks. Marvelous it was. No air raid warnings, nothing. It was just lovely. Sleeping in a little hut, cooking all your meals over an open fire. For us to discover that the farmer was a Christian, and his wife, and his two boys, and they used to hold services on the grounds, which was lovely. Then I met in the street when I came home, I met Mr. Upwell. He was the London City Missionary to our area. And he said, do you enjoy leaping about and doing things, you know, with other young people? I said, yes. You come along on a Tuesday night and see how you enjoy it. And I enjoyed it very much. lot of young people all my age, and I was, you know, it was great. The thing was, we had to go on a Sunday night to the service. Well, I wasn't too keen on that. I didn't mind going to the Sunday youth club, sorry, not the youth club, Bible class in the afternoon. But what they didn't know, what my mother didn't know, was that I would go to the Bible class, come out, and nip down to the local cinema, and spend a couple of hours down there, and then come back sometimes a bit late for the evening service, but I usually managed to get there. And then I noticed after a few weeks that a whole crowd of them were all meeting in the room behind the chapel, and I thought, I wonder what they're going there for. So in the end, one of the girls said to me, would you like to come to the meeting that we have afterwards? It's all the young people, no older people, just young people. Oh, I said, yes, all right, I'll come. I'd never been to anything like it in my life. They were all praying one after the other. And I thought, there's nobody here. Who are they praying to? Oh, yes. It's a daft lot, you know. They're all sitting there with their eyes closed and saying words to somebody that they've never seen, don't know anything about. What are they doing? Somebody said, they're praying. Oh, praying. Well, I continued going to the prayer meetings, but things didn't get any better. Then one Sunday night, the missionary's wife, Mrs. Hutwell, who was the sweetest person, started to speak to us. And she said a Bible verse. Isaiah 55 verse 6. Seek ye the Lord while he may be found. Call ye upon him while he is near. By then my dad had come back from the Air Force, from Canada. His tongue was absolutely dreadful. He hardly said a sentence without swearing. My mother never swore, and I didn't discover until sometime later that my mother had been saved at Spurgeon's Tabernacle many years before. But she drifted right away because of my dad. And when she was baptized at Spurgeon's Tabernacle, she had to give her testimony before 38 elders and deacons before they would baptize her. So, we started going to the mission regularly. I don't think I was saved then. But then one Sunday night, from Isaiah 55, verse six, seek ye the Lord while he may be found. Call upon him while he's near. And it suddenly came to me, if I don't call, he might go away. And then I'll never have a father in heaven. And all these other people have got fathers in heaven. And my father really is not really a father to me. I don't love him. I can't respect him. And it's very difficult. The worst of it was my dad never drank. So everything he did, it was in really cold blood. One night I came home from the mission after I was in the brigade by then, a sergeant in the brigade. I used to swing the mace as we walked round the streets. Don't laugh, Pastor. It was quite hard work, I can tell you. We walked round the streets playing the hymns. We walked that night just up the road with a girl. She lived a bit further up than all of us. So we said we'll all go up with her because it's dark and, you know, she's on her own. So we took her up and I came back home. My dad was at the top of the stairs because we had the upstairs flat. And the language, well, you wouldn't want to hear it, would you? was so awful, he was gonna tear the uniform off me, throw me down the street, and the drum after me. And, well, that's how it progressed from year to year, really. But at the mission, by the time I was 17, I forgot to tell you that just before, when I was 16, I joined the civil service when I came back from my hopping holiday. I joined the civil service and they sent me to their treasury typing school. I talked to it like a duck to water. I loved it. Absolutely loved typing. And I used to type all this stuff. And I came out of there after six weeks when it should have been a three-month course. But because I loved it so, I did very well. And the next thing I knew, I got a letter saying that I'd been assigned to the House of Lords. And I had to go for my interview to Parliament, to the Houses of Parliament. So I went up to the Houses of Parliament, 16 years old, I was 17 by then. And a young man met me at the door, took me in, took me all round the House of Commons. And then he said, but you've been assigned to the House of Lords, so I'll take you through and show you the department where you are. So I went all through the House of Lords, all the red chairs, armchairs and all sorts. It was lovely. But then when I got back home, I got another letter saying that my job was to be at the law courts in London. So the first work that I worked on was the trial of the last lady in England who was hanged. So I worked on this thing. And then after a bit, I thought, this is pretty miserable, day after day. And I saw the judge who was in charge of her case. And he was horrible. I thought, oh, just why is he doing work like this, sending a lady to be hanged? But anyway, I was moved from there to the Court of Protection. And their work was to look after bigger states and things where the person had died and the family were coming in like a lot of vipers and trying to take everything over. And the main case I was working on was a man called Carol Levis, who was a Canadian man who ran a show on the radio for many years, but then he had a mental breakdown. And so his family were coming in from every quarter of the globe trying to get their hands on his money. So the Court of Protection took it over and they didn't get a penny, I'm happy to say. By then, I'd met Mick. And, you know, we were just two of the kids together, enjoying ourselves together. And then one day when we were walking home, because I only lived about 10 doors away from the mission, he said, will you come out with me? I said, I'd have to think about that. So I went to see Mr. Atwell, because Mick was not a Christian. There was nothing spiritual about him at all. And I went to see Mr. Atwell, and we talked together, and he said, well, what did you say to him? I said, I told him I were coming to see you. He said, can you tell me things from the Bible? He said, yes, of course I can. You say to him, how can two walk together except they be agreed? And I thought, well, that's a good verse. So he told me a few other verses, and I told these to Mick. And he said, but there's nothing wrong with me. I'm all right, you know. I'm just sitting on the fence. I said, there isn't any fence. You're either the Lords or you're not the Lords. And so what are you going to do about it? I said, in the meantime, we are not going anywhere. So I was praying much. And I said to Mick, I'll tell you the verse that spoke to me when I was young. Seek ye the Lord while he may be found. Call upon him while he's near. And I thought, call upon him while he's near. That meaning could go away and leave me, and I wouldn't ever be saved. And so I tried to explain this to Mick, but we started to pray. And the girls at the mission knew that he was interested in me, and they were praying for him because he was due to go into the Air Force, as all the young men were at that time, to do two years in the Air Force. or to cut off a little bit of the talk. He was saved three months before he went into the Air Force. Wonderfully saved. And then the mercy of God, he made a real stand. He used to kneel by his bedside in front of all the others and pray at nighttime. And he started off in the right way. And one of the boys was already a Christian and he sort of stood with him. And one of the lads was not a Christian, but Mick brought him home on his weekends off sometimes. And Lionel was converted to our mission. So there were three of them then, who stood together for their two years. Mick had a sad job. towards the end of his time in the Air Force, he was the person who had to transmit the news to the world that the king had died. And that was quite heartbreaking, really, for all of us, because he'd been, and he was a godly king. Do you know, he sent a message round to every child in every school, which was all printed, the story of the man who stood at the gate trying to show people the way. I believe he was a true believer, and he did a lot to try and bring the word of God to people in different ways. So it was very sad for us to see him go, because we didn't know what we were going to get afterwards. But there Princess Elizabeth had been in the forces herself, She was in the army, and we had great admiration for her. And of course, she'd met the man of her choice, a young man who himself was in the Navy. But then, Another verse that was very precious to me was from Micah 6.8. I didn't have a Bible, you know, I never possessed a Bible of my own. I used the one from the mission. And my first Bible was bought by Mick one Christmas time. And I forgot to tell you that the first Christmas at the end of the war, Patsy and me both got scarlet fever and my mother got this wretched flu that was going throughout the nations. And so I spent three months in the fever hospital, went in as a soprano and came out as an alto. I don't know how that happened. But then, um, Micah 6, 8 was, although it says, O man, I felt that it was to me as well. He hath showed thee, O man, what is good, and what doth the Lord require of thee, but to do justly, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God. And that's what I endeavored to do. I was two years in the Air Force, We had a spell when we broke up and he went out with somebody else, but I couldn't bring myself to go out with anybody else. I thought he was the man for me, and so I waited. And then towards the end of his Air Force time, he and this young lady broke up and we got back together again. As some time passed, After that we got married when we were 22. We went to live in Beckenham and we were serving the Lord in the Mission Hall in Beckenham. And I had quite a vivid past and some of the things I had to sort of think about very seriously. Now, my dad never drank, so everything he did was in cold blood, but I did drink. And I smoked. And while we were at the mission, the missionary was very faithful there and taught us graciously so many lovely things. And Mick and I were both baptized at the local Baptist church while we were in Beckenham. And then when we'd been married for some time, I think I was 25 or so, he was six months older than me, he applied to the London City Mission. And so we joined the mission. And the first place they put us to was in the borough. at the Elephant and Castle. And it was pretty rough, I can tell you. If you went door to door, as all missionaries did, you had to feel, because it was so dark, no lights, feel for the numbers on the doors. And then when you got through the door, they usually had about 25 coats hanging on the door. to stop you getting in, you see. But we did that, and one lady was wonderfully converted. And we met another lovely Christian lady who prayed much for us and supported us. So three years in the borough, and we started a ladies' meeting in the Borough Road Baptist Chapel. If you've ever been to the Borough Road Baptist Chapel, it's an eye-opener. It's got a big stage. And behind the stage is the Union Jack, stretched right across. And it's fallen to bits. It's been there, I think, since the borough was founded, I think. And after three years, the mission moved us to Bermondsey Medical Mission. which had a little hospital attached to it and there were three or four doctors and the doctor in charge. And they were lovely, Christian people, lovely. But we were there for 18 months. It was a big group of Roman Catholics. Roman Catholicism was very strong in the borough. And also, a permanency, where we were put to next. And then for 18 months. about two years, I think, but we did see people truly saved. One night was a great joy. We went to the after-church group with the young people, and there was an older man sitting in the group with the children, and he stood up and said, I just want to tell you, he said that I'm younger than all of you because I was saved on Wednesday night. a Christian had knocked at his door. His wife was a lovely Christian, and she'd prayed in the prayer meetings, crying night after night for him to be saved. And he was saved on that Wednesday night, and he came Sunday night to the after church to tell us all. And it was lovely to see him going on. But not long after that, we were moved again. We were moved to Hoxton. Now Hoxton had had a very bad time during the war. They couldn't stand people from other countries. They were very, you know, you had to be very careful what you said and what you did. But we had an amazing time at Hoxton. Well, it wasn't there when we first went, but it grew. We had a young people's meeting on a Saturday night. And then one night, a lovely boy who was a Christian brought his brother. And his brother was the leader of the youth gangs in Hoxton. So he came to the meetings a few times. And then one night at two o'clock in the morning, we got a phone call from Gordon. Can you come? Can you come? I think Colin's being saved. Will you come? Mick said, you live with your mum and dad. I am not calling on your house at two o'clock in the morning. Your mother and father would not be best pleased. But I will come round first thing in the morning. Colin was wonderfully converted and it was a great joy to us and to all the people round about him. And then when Mick was doing door-to-door, he met another young man called Patrick. And Patrick turned up one night to the service. And after a while, he became the Lord's. Lovely boy. He was not English. His family came from a little island somewhere. And Patrick, he loved Mick, and he used to come round to our home a lot. And by that time, we had our first child, a little boy, and Patrick loved our little boy. morning I got up and Mick was away. Sometimes he had to go away for the mission and preach at other places. And while he was away, there was this knock at the door, about 10 o'clock in the morning. I opened the door and the gentleman said, I have to come in and talk to you. But I didn't know the man. And I said, what about? He said, about Patrick. I thought, oh dear, what's happened? So he came in and sat down, and he said, Patrick's father is taking you to court for alienation of affections. What have you got to say about that? I said, I've not got anything to say. I said, I didn't save Patrick, the Lord did. If his father wants the control so he can have it with the Lord, and I know he's gonna win, Anyway, the baby was in the pram, and he went over and said, I didn't know you had a child. And I said, yes. I said, he's three months old. He said, oh, I see. Anyway, he went. But for the next few weeks, I had awful trouble, particularly while Mick was away, because Patrick's father would draw his car up outside the railings outside our door, and shout all sorts of terrible things. And at first I was so angry. And then when I got up one morning and I read, I used to read morning and evening, I tried to start in the right way, just to seek the Lord. And it was from Hebrews and it said, don't let a root of bitterness rise up and spoil your testimony or something like that. And I thought, root of bitterness, yes. And then another morning it said from Job, when he giveth quietness, who then can make trouble? And I thought, in that kind of the Lord, he's thinking of me. My heavenly Father loves me, and he cares for me, and he shows me what's right and what's wrong. So, then from Jeremiah, I used to try and read morning and evening, and I have done all these years. And so, like Pastor said, you get through the Bible once a year. And it's amazing to me how you read the same chapter and it's something different speaks to you. It's absolutely amazing. Jeremiah 6, 16, thus saith the Lord, stand ye in the ways and see, and ask for the old paths, which is the good way, and walk therein, and you shall find rest for your soul. But then what I thought was lovely, I said, it says here, you know, that was one text. Then Mick had bought me The Treasury of David, which is Psalms, the Psalms by Mr. Spurgeon. I love Mr. Spurgeon because he was his church where my mum was saved. But it was just amazing, the treasury of David. And this lovely verse too. Psalm 119 verse 10. With my whole heart have I sought thee. Oh let me not wander from thy commandments. That was my big worry. I was not very good at sort of sticking to the same thing. But here, I prayed that and kept on praying it until the Lord helped me to stand. And then from Jeremiah, thus saith the Lord, Stand ye in the ways, and see, and ask for the old paths wherein is the good way, and walk therein, and you shall find rest for your soul. I thought that was amazing. Now just in this past, it is only in this past year, I've got just five verses that the Lord has given me. I've been praying for my children. There's Paul married to Sarah, very happily married, not saved either of them. Catherine is married to David and they have two girls, Matilda and Imogen, none of whom are Christians. And the first verse the Lord gave me when I was praying so much for them, Isaiah 49, 25, I will save thy children. And that was joyous enough, but not very enough afterwards, because I was reading Isaiah at the time, Isaiah 54, 13. And all thy children shall be taught of the Lord, and great shall be the peace of thy children. Couldn't be clearer, could it? And then the next one was from Isaiah 59, verse 21. The word of God which I have put in thy mouth will not depart out of thy mouth, nor out of thy seed's mouth, from henceforth whatever. Well, isn't that lovely? And the last one was, by then I was in Genesis 17, 7. and I will establish my covenant between me and thee and thy seed after thee in their generations for an everlasting covenant to be a God unto thee and to thy seed after thee and I will be their God." Isn't it kind of the Lord? Didn't just leave me in midair. He's done all this for me. And those verses about the children have come about since Mick went to be with the Lord. It was just before Christmas, and it was heartbreaking. I felt so helpless. But one night, I think Nathan was staying with us, looking after Mick, and Mick asked to see me in the middle of the night. at four o'clock in the morning, and Nathan came up and pulled me out of bed and said, I think pastor wants to speak, Mr. Harris wants to speak. And when I got down there, we had a little talk, and we had the 23rd Psalm, which I recited to him, and we just held hands and prayed. And I know that my dear one is with the Lord. I didn't tell you, did I, that Mick's mother was saved when she was 100. Wonderfully converted, no doubt about it. My mother came back to the Lord. My little sister was saved when she was 12. And my Patsy, who was like my dad, diabolical really, She would ring me up. I want to talk to you. Would you like to talk to Mick? No. No, I wouldn't. Oh. Never would talk to Mick. If Mick answered the phone, I'd like to speak to Jean. Mick said she doesn't want anything to do with me. He was very hurt, really. And Then one morning she rang up, right out of the blue, and she would have been about 45 then, and said, I want to speak to Mick. I nearly dropped the phone. I said, she can't mean what she's saying. You sure?" I said. She said, yes, will you talk to me? I said, of course he'll talk to you. Anyway, I called Mick down, he spoke to her. I said to him afterwards, what did she want? His face was quite white. And he said, she wants me to go over and see her this afternoon. She'd got MS very badly. And he went over to see her and they had a long talk. And he came back home and he said, I think Patsy is seeking the Lord, Jane. I said, you can't believe it. He said, yes, because she was like my dad. She had a very wicked tongue. She'd tear strips off of you in two minutes. And Patsy was wonderfully converted. She rang me up one morning and said, I was saved at five o'clock this morning, and the Lord has promised to look after me and take me on. I said, good, I'm so very glad. So we prayed together. And then she started having, she lived in a little cul-de-sac. She started having prayer meetings in her home. And then she said, She invited every single person in her cul-de-sac to come to the prayer meetings and Bible studies, which the pastor from the local church came over and talked for her. So there you are, Patsy, really saved. My little sister Rosemary was saved when she was 12. I married a lovely godly fellow. They had three lovely boys, two of whom are wonderful Christians. And some of them whose children, one of them rang me up and said, my two boys were baptized last Sunday. Lovely boys. And so you see, the Lord is dealing with my family, isn't he? I may not have everything, but this. And the last one is Genesis 17, 7. And I will establish my covenant between me and thee and thy seed after thee in their generations for an everlasting covenant to be a God unto thee and to thy seed after thee and I will be their God. It couldn't be clearer, could it? So I'm holding that. Sorry it's been so long. I'm a bit of a wanderer, aren't I? to hear how God has been so gracious and has kept you. I think it's a miracle, isn't it? It is a miracle. It is a miracle, Pastor. When I realized what I came from, I came from the dregs, and the Lord has lifted me to be his child, and he's watched over me all these years. It's been a long time. That's right, that's right. And tomorrow is the anniversary of McHarris' going to heaven as well, which we thank God for. He was a faithful man of God, preached the gospel here many, many times, hundreds of times. Some of you children who are now grown up, you heard him preach. And it's so wonderful to think that God worked in hearts of so many people. We thank God that he who has gone to be with the Lord still speaks. His sermons still speak to many of us, and his encouragements, and Mrs. Harris as well, her encouragements as well. It's nearly an hour since Mrs. Harris started speaking. But it has been good. And we thank God for it. And I will not say some of the things I was going to say, but it Is that naughty things or good things? There were some naughty things, make sure, make sure. But I am so thankful that for knowing Mr. Harris and Mrs. Harris and to hear their testimonies. I wish we had recorded Mr. Harris's testimony that he gave many years ago and how God was so gracious to him and the Lord saved him. Well, we are going to pray and thank God for these things that we have been able to hear and share with one another. And you young people, boys and girls, you think about these things. These are serious things. God is so good. Mrs. Harris one time was young. You may not think about it, you may not imagine it, and yet the Lord worked in her heart, and the Lord can do the same in you as well. and that God answers prayer. So I'm so thankful Mrs. Harris has been a prayer warrior, we would say. And God has answered so many of her prayers. And that's amazing to think about it. So and she'll carry on praying until her final day. And who can tell what God will do and how God graciously will hear. Well, we are going to pray and ask God's blessing now. Let's pray. O Lord, our God, how gracious Thou art. How wonderful Thou art to us. We thank Thee for Jesus Christ. If it wasn't for Him, we would not have any testimony. We would not be able to say anything. O Lord, we would simply be in our sins. But we thank Thee, Lord, for saving Mrs. Harris, saving Mr. Harris, saving many of us here. And O Lord, these truths and these promises that Thou hast given to Mrs. Harris, may they come to pass. And oh Lord, we pray for her children, that thou would save them, and their grandchildren, their spouses, oh God. We pray for them all, and we ask that thou would fulfill these things, even in these days. Oh Lord, look upon us with thy favor, and we ask that many of us who are sitting here be able to come and say what the Lord has done for us also. Thou art such a gracious God, and as we come, So near to the end of another year, we pray that even before the year is out, that thou would do marvelous things in answering prayer and working in all of our hearts and especially the lost amongst us. We pray for better days of God, the days of thy visitation. Lord, maybe look back and see that I was working in hearts, working that good work in souls. So look upon us with thy favor and forgive all of our sins and have thy hand upon Mrs. Harris and all the other older saints who can speak wonderful things of thy dealings with them. We ask these things then through Jesus Christ, our Lord. Amen.