Many memories crowd in these first months. So many conversations and happenings! One unlikely happening occurred when visiting Bertha, an elderly single lady living in social housing. She seemed rather ill at ease that the new minister was sitting and listening to her. Once I left I carefully noted our conversation for reasons that are obvious.
'There's something I want to tell you but I don't think I can say it at the moment', she said with obvious awkwardness. 'It's far too embarrassing to mention... and people will think I am funny in the head and laugh at me if they know. You might! She lapsed into a state of confusion obviously regretting she had even mentioned this subject. I assured her that I would not laugh at her, I would not think she was funny in the head.
Half reassured she then stumblingly told me: ' When you first came to preach as someone who might be our minister you led a Communion Service. And something extraordinary happened to me. I was sitting in my usual place looking towards the front of the church but instead of there being a few people it seemed as though there were hundreds filling the church. As I stared at the front it was as though standing behind where you were there was Jesus himself in all his glory. And it felt so good. It was the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me. Of course, I haven't told anyone else. Do you think such a thing could ever have happened to me? What do you think it might mean?'
I could see on Bertha's face that it truly was so good - her experience was still alive. But wondered how many would have seen this as a divine sign and would have asked why Bertha of all people should have seen such a thing! But I already knew that God works with surprising people in surprising ways and I have never forgotten the joy in her face and the sign I felt it to be!
Thursday, August 17, 2017
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Isn't it sad that people don't speak about those experiences very often.It took me years to speak of mine, and then they were dismissed! But how lovely to hear of Bertha's experience.
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