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.

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