Waiting for prayer
I had a bit of a shock on Friday. I occasionally pop into Standish Parish Church at lunchtime as it's only a short drive from where I work. It had been a couple of weeks since I was last there, when I had placed a kneeler in front of the altar rail. When I returned today, the kneeler was still there. On it's own. Waiting, For Prayer. This was a surprise. I suppose that they must only have had small services since I was last there. So I knelt, met God and prayed.