I had run errands all morning and was
Looking forward to kicking back in
My recliner and enjoying the
Coffee I had missed.
But my conscience wouldn't allow me.
"Vist Betty. You're long overdue."
So instead of heading home I steered
Toward the nusing home.
And I did get my cup of coffee in the
Facility, stale, but drinkable.
As I greeted my friend in her new room I
Discovered that she was feeling
Overwhelmed.
Boxes were piled in the corners.
I helped stash some of her belongings
Into drawers and cabinets.
I called her eye doctor to set up an
Appointment she had missed.
I sat across from her wheelchair, held her
Hand in mine and prayed.
"Thank you for helping me," she said as
I left. "Thank you for helping me."
But I was the grateful one, for
I had almost missed out on the
Blessing.