Yesterday Ollie and I were driving along the back road to our house
after picking up Lottie and Gigs from school, and
noticed a house that is usually covered by trees and vines, but we
noticed a house that is usually covered by trees and vines, but we
noticed that a huge tree (I mean HUGE) had fallen over, just missing
the house leaving debris and branches everywhere.
We drove on, but I felt the spirit tell me to go back,
I've learned to listen to that voice- ...
well, I'm trying to be better at that anyway.
I know where that voice is coming from- GOD, so I told Ollie
to pull around, and much to everyone's chagrin (hungry kids!).
I knocked on the door and met a delightful older woman who told me
the tree had fallen over a few days ago (while we were in AZ), and
she lived alone. I offered our help, telling her I had two wonderful strong
boys and a strong husband who would love to help her clean it up.
She gladly accepted.
I invited the missionaries over to help in our efforts.
It was a fantastic afternoon.
'When ye are in the service of your fellow
beings ye are only in the service of your God."
Mosiah 2:17
