I was driving home alone from Ipswich last night, and the Lord asked me, "Who would you like Me to have ring you?"
I didn't get a strong thought about anyone in particular. So I said, "I'll let you choose."
He said, "But if you choose, then when I do it, it will give you the opportunity to know I've heard you."
Nevertheless, I still didn't choose anyone in particular: I left it with the Lord.
A few minutes later my phone rang. It was Michael Fackerell, calling from Sydney.