Sunday was so touching. The Sacrament meeting, because of all the horrible rumors that are flying around (media, ect.) about the man in our ward that was shot at week ago, the talks were perfect and the leaders instead of sweeping it all under the rug, they addressed it and it was perfect! The lesson in Sunday school was on Matthew Chapter 13 which was perfect again. Relief Society was so touching and wonderful. The lesson was on Charity and it was so neat. The teacher had on display pictures of some of the sisters in our ward of their hands, touching scriptures, giving an I love you sign, doing pottery, playing the piano, ect. and then the lesson was wonderful. She talked about how her niece took her two month old baby to the ER because she was running a 104 temp. and was worried about her, but no family was around to help because she was in a different state and her husband was off to training in a different state. She was nursing and had been sitting in the ER for seven hours without food or water and was talking to her mom on the phone crying because she felt faint, and there was just way too many people in the ER for anyone to help. When she got off the phone and was still crying, this women with spiky hair and looked gothic came up to her and brought her a water bottle and said, "I heard you on the phone talking and thought that you might need this, " She thanked the women and then was in shock. She said she felt like she needed to repent because she had judge this family while she watched them come into the ER and thought that they were an interesting bunch. She said that she likened this story to the good Samaritan who no one liked and was looked down upon, she said that she thought this lady is the good Samaritan of our day.
I had the opportunity to sit with my visiting teacher who just lost her husband a week ago and was so happy along with everyone else that she was there at church. I was so happy that I got to sit, give her a hug and talk to her a bit. When the lesson was over, during the closing song she was holding her baby when she started to cry, I felt the need to do something so I offered to hold her baby for her. Then because it was so touching, I started crying too and then I heard lots of other women crying, and then I got an overwhelming feeling of the spirit whisper to my heart that this is what it means to morn with those that morn. It was truly a touching moment that I will never forget.

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