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A Pastor In Peril

The Cuckoo who loved me

cuckooI am not talking about a bird but the school matron. If you have been to boarding school, you will know how matron is thought of as a mother, I never knew why matron was given the nickname of cuckoo, but I always knew that I could go to her when I was troubled.

In July 1959, we had a special day at school. My headmaster was an Anglican clergyman and he had invited someone to speak at a barbeque. Something was said that day that was going to change the rest of my life. The speaker talked about Jesus in a way I had not heard before. I was too shy to talk to him but later that day I went to talk to cuckoo who as well as being matron was also a wonderful Christian. I poured my heart out to her, and she listened to all my hurts, and I felt she understood my loneliness and home sickness. She gave me a handkerchief and as I dried my eyes, she invited me to kneel down beside her and invite Jesus Christ into my life. That day I found a friend in Jesus and He has never failed me.

I want to finish today with a verse from a lovely hymn by James G Small which has meant so much to me and I hope you might be able to sing it with me at least in your heart.

I’ve found a Friend, oh, such a friend!
He loved me ere I knew Him;
He drew me with the cords of love,
And thus He bound me to Him.
And round my heart still closely twine
Those ties which naught can sever,
For I am His, and He is mine,
Forever and forever.

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