Rooted in faith
Sam Walton writes about his peace witness
As I sat in the cell my mind wandered. What would be happening now? It was about eleven o’clock on Sunday morning – Quaker Meeting time! No wonder I felt so lifted up. People must know about our action by now and be praying for us. The orderly who opened the flap, peered in and enquired: ‘Ya alwight?’ He looked a bit surprised to be met by a smile and a ‘Never better.’
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