It all started when I let a young girl "color" on my iPad while her mother had to go up and play the piano. I enjoyed this time with my young friend. And my memories went back to when I was 4 and 5. There was a elderly woman by the name of Sister Smith (no seriously that was her name) in my ward. My mother was her visiting teacher and often had to bring me along for her visits. Sister Smith always made sure there was a bowl of malt balls on the table for our visits. I always felt welcomed into her home. During Sacrament meetings, I would sneak up to where Sister Smith and her husband were sitting and sit on her lap and she would let me play with her beads, she was always wearing beads. She passed away quite a while ago and while I don't remember her exactly, I remember there was a kind woman who always made me feel special and feel loved. Because of her influence, I try to offer the same kindness to others.
|Yeah, that was me at age 4, I know I was cute.|
Of course there have been many more who have been an influence in my life, but this post would be quite long if I started to list them all. I never had a chance to really thank either of these women who had such a huge impact on my life, but I am grateful for their positive and righteous influence. I'm sure neither of these woman thought their simple small acts were making much of a difference at all, but they did. They impacted the way I see the world, they impacted how I want to treat others, how I want others to feel when they are around me. Is there something small you could be doing to help others feel the love of our Savior?