There is a small child with a penny in her pocket and a stamp book gripped in her hand walking alone up the road to the church. She arrives and is greeted by a kindly elderly lady who limps badly and is dressed in black. The afternoon is a happy time and she enjoys the singing and the story time, and especially getting the next stamp for her book. The stamp reminds her of the Bible Story she has heard that afternoon. The collection is taken and her penny is placed in the bag. A prayer, a song, then a walk back home. She hums the songs she’s heard and remembers the story about Jesus she’s heard. Her parents are glad to see she is safely home. She puts her stamp book in a safe place ready for next week. Not much is said to her parents about the Sunday School lesson.
This walk was the start of my walk of grace that led me to my Saviour. I look back and trace those moments and events and the ultimate call of Christ on my life – the realisation that I was a sinner and needed a Saviour. Those Bible stories in my stamp book came alive. 
I reflect often on the many many people who have impacted and influenced my walk, including the little lady in black. I am forever grateful to my Saviour for graciously bringing them into my life. I am grateful too for the challenges, storms, griefs, losses and for the triumphs. I am thankful for my family who know and love the One I know and love. I am thankful to my parents who let that “little”girl go to Sunday School and who so much later came to love Him too!
“For it is by grace you are saved … not of yourselves, it is the gift of God.” Ephesians 2:8
How little did that little girl walking up the road realise just how much that gift cost to the One who gave it.
Thankyou Jesus.
Sandra Piggott
July 2019
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