I was once asked to take three services, during a particular Minister’s summer holidays, when he would be absent from the Pulpit.
On my third Sunday, after parking the car, I noticed an elderly member of the Kirk struggling to negotiate the steep steps up to the building. I caught up with her about a quarter up the “stairway to heaven”, and offered to take her arm to help her up to the church.
After a moment or so, she asked me, “And who is conducting morning worship today, young man?”
“It’s Mr Strachan”, I replied.
She then turned to me, and said, “I wonder, then, if you would be so kind as to help me back down the steps”