Article May 14, 2001 Issue

On the way to London . . . safe travel through the fog

God is always guiding us.

By Isabella Marshall

One night I was traveling from Glasgow home to London. After I had traveled about 100 miles, fog started to form. I telephoned home to tell my husband that if the fog increased I would stay the night with friends in the Midlands. As I continued, the fog thickened so much that I could not see anything beyond the faint beams of my headlights.

The Sunday before my trip, I had heard these words in church from "Safety" by Marian L. Cobb:

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