In Gospel Doctrine today we talked about "little" revelations and "little" miracles. We discussed how we are sometimes looking for such dramatic revelations or elaborate miracles that we miss all the "little" ones in our lives. Today, I experienced one such "little" miracle.
Yesterday morning I received an e-mail from an old, dear friend whom I hadn't heard from in years. She mentioned that her mother had been experiencing some severe health problems and her father had made the difficult decision to place her mother in a home. She requested that I give her dad a hug if I happened to run into him.
My heart went out to her parents, but I knew that there was no chance that I would "just happen" to run into her father. I had not seen him for years, certainly not in the 3 1/2 years since I had moved back to Overton.
I stayed after church today for a meeting with my Laurel class. My husband and I decided that he would take the kids home and help them change their clothes, then pick me up on the way to my parents' house for Sunday dinner. After the meeting, I called Jared and suggested he pick me up in back of the church. "That's good," he said, "Unless you'd rather have me come pick you up on the side."
The side sounds good," I responded, then walked to the side of the church and waited for Jared to come.
Suddenly and unexpectedly, I saw my friend's father get out of his car and walk toward the building. I walked over to him and was able to give him the hug my friend had requested. We talked for a few minutes about his wife and the trials he'd been through. I don't know if the experience touched his heart, but it deeply touched mine. I know we did not meet by chance today. I am so grateful for the precious "little" miracles in my life.