So, I was at work - in the middle of passing meds...very busy, and one of my ladies came up to me in her little automatic wheelchair.
Her name is "Barb", and I love her. She is about 70 years old. Now, before she had a stroke, Barb used to be a dealer in Vegas. Many of the big spender, high-rollers who came to Vegas would only deal with her. She really made a name for herself. So, she is not in any way LDS.
Barb knows that I am a Mormon, because I've told her about my children, and that my oldest son is on a mission in Mexico. Anyway, she came up to me, as she often does to talk to me. But this time, she asked me "Will you sing me that song, about Walk With Me?" I really had no clue what she was talking about...and I'll be honest, I love to talk to her, but I was busy drawing up insulin at the time, and didn't want to mess it up, or stop. I told her I didn't think that I knew that song. So, she asked again "That guide me, walk with me song". So, I asked her, "Do you mean I am a Child of God?". And, she said, "Yes, please sing me that song".
So, what could I do. There I stood, in the middle of the hallway, (feeling slightly stupid) singing to her I am a Child of God.
When I was done, I asked her how she knew that song. She told me that soon after she had her stroke, she would go to many long and painful hours of rehab. In her rehab sessions there was a lady there who was LDS. They became good friends. This lady had been beat up by her husband so badly that she had sustained brain damage. During their rehab sessions together, she would sit and massage Barb's arms (because they hurt from the exercises they made her do)...and as she did this, she would sing to her "I am a Child of God".
Barb told me that when she would sing her that song, it would comfort her, and help her to be able to get through all her rehab.
She told me that there was something about that song that always made her feel better.
This really touched me. It is amazing to me how something so simple as a little song can help someone feel the Comforter in their time of need. She didn't need to be a Mormon to feel of her Heavenly Father's love for her.
I have a feeling that I will probably be singing that song again for her someday.
10/3/08
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Ready to go to the MTC!!




