"Where there is love, there are always miracles."--Willa Cather
I found this quote on a Christmas card given to me by a dear friend. It seemed appropriate to share today as it goes along with yesterday's post.
I wrote about my sweet friends who gave me such a thoughtful and loving gift, but I didn't tell you the rest of the story. The gift arrived a couple of weeks before Christmas. In those two remaining weeks, I felt my attitude shift, my heart soften, and my spirits lift. There was the miracle I had been needing but hadn't known just how much I needed it.
I resolved to climb out of my hole of pity and try to do something for someone else. A lady in our ward had lost her husband a year earlier. What could I do for her? Funds were limited, but I visited her more often, sent cards, and even managed to purchase a modest gift for her. I wrote my aunts and expressed my love for them. These were small things, but they were given from the heart.
Joy for today: remembering a Christmas miracle.