I was
out on a walk on a nice day and as I was crossing a bridge, I was hit by a
bike. I was taken to a local petrol station, not realising I was being carried
by complete strangers who just had good hearts. They asked if I was okay and
brought me water, until the ambulance came. They were all blessings, but I
truly felt the Lord's promises when I arrived at the hospital and my friends
came to visit, then a nurse I knew from my street prayed for me as she did her
job. This to me was God's touch. I'll say that's what got me going to church
again.