It seems that everyday we are presented with some unexpected way to help or serve someone, some times someone in our circle of influence, but often complete strangers. Yesterday the stake president's wife needed someone to drive out to the new chapel to let her in since her husband was out of town. Last week, we taught institute class on the divine role of men and women. On our way home a beautiful, young woman stood out in the dark in the middle of the road, sobbing her head off, holding her hand out for us to stop, and crying for help. We stopped and asked what we could do to help her. She said she had gone to visit her her friend but couldn't find a place to park. She found her friend's house with the big white door, but when she came out, she couldn't find her car. She had been searching for half an hour, but couldn't find her gray Twingo (pronounced Tweengo) that she had actually borrowed from another friend. We invited her to get in our car and drove around for quite a while. I guess we looked fairly safe! We finally found her car really far away from where we had first seen her. She was so grateful and happy for our help.
Sometimes we get lost and need to ask someone for help. Missionaries, church leaders loving family members, good friends, and ultimately the Savior can come to help us find our way to back to safety.
Today as we were walking, we saw a very elderly man carrying a two huge bags that were clearly too heavy for him and about knocked him over. Elder Geddes offered to help him get to where he needed to go. When we got there, we shook hands, got a huge smile, and a sweet, "Thank you! Have a wonderful day!" in a city where people never speak to one another on the streets or even make eye contact.