By Pat Wichert
I don’t know if you’re like me or not but I like to do everything myself. As it turns out this time I could not do it on my own.
Last May I had done too much gardening and ended up throwing my back out. I had an appointment at the chiropractor that day and did not want to miss it. I woke up with the flu. I thought it would go away. I thought not being able to stand up straight was bad enough. Now, I was bent over…well you know, you get the picture.
My oldest daughter Rachel was home from school so I called her. She was happy to come and pick me up. We didn’t make it home without a couple of stops along the side of the road. I was so upset, I felt so awful, but she was so caring and compassionate. I finally made it back to my couch. Rachel offered to make me soup, get some ginger ale, put a cool cloth on my head, some ice for my back, tucked me under a blanket and sat with me while I fell asleep. Oh, how my heart was touched by her caring spirit. She stayed awhile and in those few moments I felt the love of Christ lived out through her.
“And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.” Colossians 3:17 NIV