But that fine Autumn morning, my brother-in-law phoned to tell me my mother had had a massive stroke and was not expected to live very long--a few hours or days at most.

Feeling numb inside, I changed my airline booking. A few hours later, I was flying from the South Island of New Zealand, where we live, to the North Island.

My husband had organised a rental car for me, so I drove to the large public hospital where my mother was. Parking was a real headache but suddenly, I spotted a space without having to drive around and around too many times.

As I walked in the main entrance, I was dismayed to see major renovations taking place, with no noticeable information desk in sight. I must have missed a sign directing me, I thought, and retraced my steps back outside.

But there was nothing--no sign. How was I meant to find my mother in a hospital with more than 1000 beds?

I continued to pray as I walked inside and headed for the elevators. Going to one set, something told me, "No, don't get in these." So I entered one of the four elevators opposite and randomly chose a floor.

By this time, the tears were flowing and on exiting the elevator, I could choose to go left into one ward or right into another. I chose right, pushed open the heavy doors and walked down the ward to the nurses` station.

"Yes," the nurse told me looking at her computer screen, "Your mother is in this ward. Come with me."

I walked alongside her and there, just a few rooms away, was my mother! I have no doubt at all that God was directing me and this reminder of His presence was just what I needed at a very emotional time in my life. He will remove all of their sorrows, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain. For the old world and its evils are gone forever. Revelation 21:4. Leonie Donald lives in Marlborough Sounds, New Zealand.


This story is used with permission from Signs Publishing Company. More of these stories can be found in these collections: Ordinary People—Extraordinary God, Ordinary People—Faithful God, and Ordinary People—Generous God