Tuesday, November 16th, 2021
For it is the least among you all who is the greatest. Luke 9:48
The following took place at St. Patrick’s Cathedral, an Anglican church in Dublin, Ireland, on May 11, 2016.
This morning at 9:00 Matins, I sat two pews behind an old woman in a shawl who caught my attention. After the service, I approached her, at the guiding of the Holy Spirit, and gave her the golden Cross pen I had brought with me to give to the most humble person I could find in Ireland.
Her name was Audrey, and when I told her the Lord prompted me to give the most precious thing I had with me to her, tears came to her eyes, like glistening beads of water on a chalice.
She spoke to me for 20 minutes about the Holy Spirit, often putting her hands on mine. She said the 57th Psalm read that morning was for me.
Audrey is the most humble person I’ve ever met. I prayed with her this morning that the spirit of her humbleness would fall on me. She prayed a long prayer for me that the Lord would shower me with His favor. She also told me to walk the streets of Dublin aimlessly to experience the character of Ireland. It was a marvelous day I’ll never forget.
November 16th, 2021 at 7:52 pm
What a beautiful story!