Hands Willing To Help

I had a really beautiful experience on Saturday.

Unexpected.

Not planned.

Sacred.

I offered my thanks to God before and after.

Thanks that He still trusts me to be his hands that are willing to help.

My children and I have been so blessed for so many years by people who were in tune with the Spirit, who have hearts that are full of love, and who have hands that are willing to help.

Countless times we have been blessed by people who followed the nudge of the Savior to help.

Without those moments, I would not have had the strength to carry on during very hard times.

I felt so grateful that I received the same kind of nudge on Saturday.

I was going to ignore it at first.

I had just finished checking out at the grocery store.

My cart was FULL.

I was TIRED.

I started having a conversation with the Spirit OUT LOUD, People.

Then, I parked my cart at self-checkout.

I went and grabbed some Diet Coke, cookies and flowers.

Stood in line at self-checkout.

And then thanked God for the opportunity.

I have said before that I am terrified, and will be horrified, when I realize how many of these moments I have missed out on because my ears were closed, my heart was heavy, or my hands were simply unwilling.

I have promised myself I'll do better.