It is a very great privilege for me to be here tonight. I've never been to the Macrafelt Church in all the years that we lived in Ulster and also back and forward on holiday. So it's very, very special. We have great respect for your minister, the Reverend McKee. I greatly enjoy working with him with Let the Bible Speak and also your former minister, too. So this is very special for us to be here tonight. And when I consider my testimony, I can't help but think of the words of David who said, I have been young and now am old, yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken. The Lord, he is ever merciful. I can also say with Paul, I know whom I have believed and am persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto him. I was born in Ulster, and I'll never get it out of my heart. I love this place. I had the privilege of growing up in a Christian home. My father, most of you would know, is Reverend Frank McClelland, but in those days, Dad was not a minister, but they were still believers. And Dad took a job in Canada when I was very young, actually. So we moved over temporarily to Canada, and also then to the United States. And it was actually there, in a very simple way, when I was just a child, that I came to know the Lord. My mom was working with another lady doing children's meetings, and it was really the first time I heard even, really, that I needed to be saved. And so, just in simple childlike faith, I asked the Lord into my heart. When we moved to Seattle, though, I was seven years old, and our life changed dramatically there. For me, I was a carefree child like any other child, and as I stood over the dead body of our minister who was murdered in our home, and I was a witness of that murder, I was eight years old, not quite nine at the time, and that really changed everything for me. It brought my childhood down to earth with a crash, really. And just for a couple of moments, I'll just tell you briefly what happened, because it was through this incident that the Lord called my dad into the ministry. We were in a Bible Presbyterian Church in Seattle. That was the closest thing that we could get to the Free Presbyterian Church then. And we had a wonderful minister. He was a young man, same age as my dad at that time, of 35. He had four children. And in our house, there was only the two of us, my brother Stephen and myself. I'm the oldest one in the family. And there was a man in the church who had some issues. His wife was my Sunday school teacher, actually, and she was an amazing lady, and I learned a lot from her. Her husband was a little different. He was just a quiet sort of man. We never really found him terribly friendly as children, but never suspected that he would do what he did in our home that night. He wanted to meet to talk to my dad, who was the elder of the church, and Pastor Brown. And so we didn't have a church building, so they met in our home. And Stephen and I were put to bed, and my mom was actually out getting the groceries. But my bedroom was very close to where the men were, and so I heard everything that was going on. It was a very fast thing, actually. They met at the kitchen table, and Pastor Brown read Philippians chapter 1, verses 1 to 11. And when they prayed and they opened their eyes, there was a gun pointed across the table at Pastor Brown. And in my room, I could hear just the noise of the feet on the kind of vinyl floor. And I heard the first gunshot and as a child of eight a gunshot was the farthest thing from my mind. I was trying to process what was going on, what happened was the minister was shot and he got up from the table and my dad got up too and my dad tried to hold the other man back. His name was Mr. Mahaffey. And he turned around, swung the gun into my dad's chest and said, you're next. And I could hear that. And again, I'm trying to process it. The minister went over to the phone to try to phone the police. Thankfully, he didn't collapse on the first shot. And Mr. Mahaffey went over and pulled the phone out of the wall, threw it down, and then he shot him again in the face. And so I heard the second shot, and I still am not processing what's happening. I actually, it might sound a little bit funny, but we had a little dog, and when he was bad, Dad used to roll up the newspaper and give him a swat, and that was really the sound. So I'm thinking of the dog, I'm thinking there's something wrong. And then the door opens, and I look out my bedroom window, and I see Mr. Mahaffey run down into his car, screeching the tires, taking off. Then I see Dad running out. And so I thought, I better go and see what has happened. So I left my room, and of course this happened many, many years ago, but I will never forget what I saw. As I walked just slowly into the kitchen, there were great drops of blood all over the kitchen floor. I saw the receiver. I still didn't process that something dreadful had happened. And then I walked over to where Pastor Brown was. He was lying on the floor. His head was sort of in the curtains. We had sliding glass doors with curtains to the floor. I believe the Lord spared me a very dreadful sight because he was shot in the face and I did not see that, but he was still making a noise and I went to him and I spoke to him and I said, what's wrong Pastor Brown? What has happened? And of course he didn't speak to me. And then I realized that this is really bad and I better go and get my brother. And so I went into Stephen's room and he was asleep. And he was very groggy, and he didn't understand. But I just said, we have to pray. So we got down by his bed, and we prayed, please, God, help Pastor Brown not to die. But unfortunately, Pastor Brown had already died by the time we prayed. And Dad came back. He was greatly distraught. He told us to stay in our rooms, and we watched what happened next, and all the police cars that came, and the ambulance. And they took Pastor Brown away. But the murderer was still at large. That night we had to sleep with other people, and thankfully he gave himself up by the morning because on the second shot he had wounded himself as well. So that was extremely traumatic for our family. I had never seen my father cry before, but that was the time when he did. And going to the funeral as well, he was very afraid that the murderer's wife would maybe take things into her hands. we had to go to many weeks of court case, and I think that was probably the most traumatic thing for me. I was absolutely terrified to be there as a small child in a murder trial, and the lawyers asking me questions, you know, do you promise to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, and they were just not terribly sympathetic towards me as a very small child, but right in front of me was the ashen face of Mr. Rodney Mahaffey, the man who shot our minister, and I could see the ladies in the church crying, and it was just a really, really terrible time for our family, but the Lord undertook, and he brought good out of evil. And Philippians 1, verse 12, which is the very next verse, if the pastor had have read that, it says this, "'But I would ye should understand, brethren, that the things which happened unto me have fallen out rather unto the furtherance of the gospel, because it was through this that the Lord called Dad into the Free Presbyterian ministry.'" And we left everything and moved back to Ulster. And he went into the theological hall. He was placed in Tendergee, which was the most special place to us, I look back with very, very fond memories. We lived there for seven years. And during that time, I actually also lived with my grandparents in Belfast while I went to Methody. And when I was 16, Dad received the call to Toronto, and we had just nicely gotten settled. I was happy to live in Tenderkey for the rest of my life, had all my friends and so on, and we were going to be uprooted again. But the Lord made no mistakes, and I greatly appreciate the faith of my parents, because it was a big trauma for me to leave my friends at 16, but my parents did not look back and they knew it was God's will for them. And so we came to Toronto and we came into a whole lot of opposition because the media had gotten wind of the fact that this was a church associated with Ian Paisley. And so we had a lot of opposition and TV cameras and things like that, which we were not used to. living a quiet life in Tendergee. So it was a difficult adjustment, although it was blessed too, because I also met Larry. And so I met him just a year after we were there. And we were married in 1981, and then he went into the Whitfield College in 1987, so we came back to Ulster again, which was again special to me. At that stage we had a three-year-old girl, daughter. We have three children. We have Esther and Daniel and David. And when we returned from the Whitfield College, that's when our Christian school started. And so I really felt the Lord's leading there, along with another lady, and the two of us began what is called Whitfield Christian Schools. We have a high school and an elementary school, and we just celebrated our 30th anniversary. We started in a very small way, just with 16 students, and this year, ready for enrollment in September, we have 245 from many different nationalities, and it's a wonderful privilege to be able to try to make a difference in the next generation. And so, When I think back over my life and some of the things that I've gone through, I think of amazing grace. We have two little granddaughters, and since they were very little, and they still are pretty little, They used to always want me to sing Amazing Grace to them. Now I'm not a singer, and they're the only ones on the globe that appreciate my singing, actually. But they'd always say, I'd say, what do you want to sing tonight? Well, Nanny, sing Amazing Grace. And every time I get to that verse, I always get a bit choked up. And Olivia will say, are you crying, Nanny? Why are you crying? I say, well, because I really love the Lord. When I think of the verse, through many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come. Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, and grace will lead me home. There are many, many other details of my life that I could share with you, but obviously time does not permit. But I really thank the Lord for his grace in my life. I have let the Lord down many, many times in my Christian life. I did not mention to you that at 11 years old, I felt a great need to rededicate myself to the Lord because I had been saved at five, but I just wasn't really sure. And I was going away from home to Methody to live with my grandparents in Belfast. I just really needed to settle the matter. So I look back to really that being the time when I was really truly saved. And so in all these years, and as I mentioned at the beginning, I'm not young anymore coming back, but the Lord has never failed me ever. And I love Him. I want to love Him more. I want to give whatever days I have left to Him because He is a great God. And I wonder about you, friend, tonight. I wonder, you know, how anyone here who maybe doesn't know the Lord, how you can get through life. I just cannot imagine going through life without the Lord, never mind the next life. And I'm so thankful that I know that my sins are forgiven and that there is no condemnation, even though I am a sinful creature and I disappoint the Lord daily, he does still love me and accept me through the Lord Jesus Christ, and that's what he can do for you too. And even a young person here as well, with a whole life ahead of you, C.T. Studd said these words, if Jesus Christ be God and died for me, there is no sacrifice that is too great for me to give to him. And so that is my prayer, my aim. We've only got this one life. And I'm realizing now how short it's going. It's going so quickly. I'm coming to a significant birthday on my next birthday, and I just can't even believe where all the years have gone. But the Lord is faithful, and so I just want to praise Him with all my heart tonight for what He has done for me. And I trust that if you are cold at heart or if you don't know Him, that tonight would be the night that you would settle that matter with the Lord. And if you don't believe, pray to him and say, God, if you are there, please make yourself known to me, and he will do that. God is real. His mercy is real. His grace is real. Because I would not be here, standing here tonight, if it were not. So thank you.