I was awakened
by the thumping of the door.......
......and continual ringing of the bell
I opened a bleary eye
and looked at the clock......2.55!
"Who do you suppose that is?" asked Hubbie.
We got out of bed and looked out
of the upstairs window....
what looked like a young man...
I opened the window and asked what he wanted...
directions to a nearby village!
After several questions and answers
we gathered that he had been thrown out of his home
and was walking to stay with a friend.
According to him
he had already walked 10 miles
along a very busy and narrow (on times) road
.......and was lost
He sounded very young
and I felt sorry for him so I gave him directions
and, after he left, phoned the police
who asked me lots of questions about him
and said we had done the right thing!
Later, another police officer phoned to say
they had found the young man.
They also said
that he had been posted as missing
and they had been looking for him for a few hours!
It made me think...
it was like we were one of the final pieces
in the jigsaw!
Have you ever felt like that?
Where, without your knowledge,
different things were happening and
you have said...or done...something that has helped
to pull the whole picture together!
I know that I have felt prompted
to send a card.....
and afterwards was told
that it had helped change the way that person felt....
or confirmed their course of action
Somehow it feels good...
to know that you do have a place and a purpose
in the jigsaw that we call