Revival at Berneray.
Rev. Dr. Paul Jinadu
I turned to the chairman and told him my convictions. "Oh," he said, "you cannot leave the convention. You are down to give the closing address." Oh, but I couldn't give the closing address with this conviction! So, to make a long story short, it was agreed that I should leave the convention. I left the following morning by plane to the city of Glasgow, and from Glasgow by plane to the town of Stornoway, and then by car across the island where a ferry boat met me and took me to this island of, say, 500 inhabitants.
On arriving, I met a young lad. I said nothing to the man who ferried me across. They were strangers to me. I was never on the island. I was never invited to the island, and to my knowledge no one on the island had ever met me. But I was there. And I said to the man that met me, "Would you direct me to the nearest minister?" "We have no minister on the island. Just now both churches are vacant." "Would you then direct me to the nearest elder?" "Yes, the nearest elder lives in that house on the hill."
So I said to the lad, "Do you mind going up to the elder and telling him that Mr. Campbell has come to the island? And if he asks, 'What Campbell?' tell him the Campbell that was on the Island of Lewis."
So that young lad went up and after a few minutes came back and said, "Hector McKennon was expecting you to arrive today. And you are to stay with his brother. And he asked me to tell you that he has initiated a meeting at the church at 9:00 tonight and he expects you to address it."