I was told this story which I thought was worth sharing with you. Lynda said
‘My little boy, Simon, was old enough for us to go to a mother and toddler group. Various churches in my town had these groups and they had all been well recommended. In the end I chose the only one which had a carpet. I felt Simon would be happier playing on a carpet rather than a hard floor.
This church proved to be very friendly and at the right time I was invited to one of the services. Everyone was welcoming and I felt quite at home. Gradually I learned about Christ and his sacrifice for me. I was baptised and now attend the church along with my husband and Simon in the Sunday school.
I always say it was a carpet which brought me to Christ, because this is the church where I am meant to be.’