A friend who came to see me tonight told me how he first came to hear me. He said, “It was early ’67, I was over in the Glendale library, and I went to get a book. As I pulled the book off the shelf, a book fell to the floor. I picked it up and it was by Neville and I read the title, Your Faith is Your Fortune, and I stuck it back in, that wasn’t the book I came to get. So a week later when I brought my book back, I went to the same area and pulled another book out, and that little book fell down again. Picked it up, it’s Your Faith is Your Fortune by Neville, and I pushed it back into the area. The third week I pulled a book off and it fell again. Well, after three times falling to the floor, the same book, I took it over to the table and read about twelve pages. Having read it, it appealed to me so I checked it out, and before I brought it back I read if from cover to cover twice. Then a few weeks later I saw an ad in the paper where you were speaking and I haven’t missed a Monday night since.” So he and his wife will come every Monday to these meetings because the little book fell three times. Well, that wasn’t by accident either.515 ¶24