Divine Guidance of Missionaries at Shipcomb

“We had an interesting experience on Sunday, 22nd ult. Brother Dahle and I went to a village called Shipcomb, 5 miles from Stroud, for an open-air meeting, but when we walked through it we felt somewhat discouraged, it seemed almost as quiet as a graveyard, and so we went up into the woods and knelt down and prayed, and then came back and began to tract, telling what few people we could see that we were going to hold a meeting by the brook. When the time arrived we sang a hymn, offered a prayer, sang again, and by this time there had gathered several little girls near us. I looked around and saw besides these one woman’s head protruding from an upstairs window. I con:menced talking, and soon saw a few others come in sight. We had selected a spot which the people would have to pass in coming from church, and soon they began to come down the hill; a few stopped, the rest going slowly on. Presently the vicar and his wife came along, and after passing by a few rods he stopped and sat down upon the grass. After we had closed our meeting he came to us, and we expected at least that he was going to ask us some questions regarding what we had been talking about, but he shook hands with us, at the same time saying, “How far have you good men to go to-night? On informing him that we were going to Stroud, he then said, Won't you come over and have some supper first?” We thanked him kindly and went. He took us to the vicarage, gave us a good supper and an invitation to be sure and call again when we came that way, and further said, that if we would send him word when, he would give it out in his meeting. So you see the Lord raises up friends unto his servants some times when they least expect it. — Millennial Star 62:32”