The Road to Heaven

The powerful sermon lasted for thirty minutes. Then Reverend Samson, the tall, slim, itinerant Scripture Union preacher called for a concluding, say-your-own-aloud prayer. He set the pace himself there at the lectern. He prayed with his eyes closed, his head nodding energetically, his lips fast-moving, his hands gesticulating and his whole face wrinkled and tense with enthusiasm.