The Lord Knows

The other night we got a knock at our door. When we opened it there was a basket of huge popcorn balls. Each one was labeled very beautifully with our names in calligraphy. There was no note or explanation, but rolled very tiny on the ribbons was money.

Times are really tough, for everyone. I can't but into words how much this meant to me and my family. Of course I can't give thanks to the family who did this, but I have given it in prayer. We have also received some other "gifts", some anonymous, some not.

And now, even as I write this, the doorbell rang. It was the 12 days of Christmas beginning.

I am truly grateful for everything our family and friends have done. But, my pride wants me to not except it. I don't want others to go without for our sake. I know that is the wrong attitude. I am soooo grateful for the help. It may be the difference in the end. So why do I feel guilty?

I hope and pray that someday I can make a difference in someone else's life.

I saw a friend at work today, that I don't see very often. I love and respect her so much. My trials are nothing to what this courageous lady has gone through. I told her about my pride. She said that it was OK. But, that is why we pay fast offerings and help others when we are able. When she was a single mother trying to get by, many acts of kindness came her way and she was grateful. Now she really tries to help others in need, now that she is able.

I wish that I were better about expressing my feelings on "paper". The things she said made me feel so much better. Heavenly Father knows what we need. And angels are sent to do his bidding.

And to the all of the sweet friends we have out there who have been such blessings to us I say THANK YOU!