This past Sunday, one of the sisters in my ward got up to share her testimony. She and I work together as fellow writing minions and are casual friends (we may become better friends in time; it takes me a while to get close to people), so I know a bit about some struggles she is going through right now, which made her testimony even more touching to me.
In the midst of her testimony, her toddler son wandered up to the stand (she is a newly-single mom, so no husband was available to wrangle the youngsters) to be with her. He wanted to be held so she picked him up. Then he wanted to speak in the microphone and grab it, and she tried to keep him away. He wanted to be put down, then he wanted to be picked up, and that mic was still oh so interesting. In other words, she was having a hard time sharing her testimony and keeping control of her son.
After a couple minutes of this, another sister walked up to the stand to hold her son so she could finish her testimony. It was a simple, kind gesture, and something that was needed. And it never even dawned on me to do that. This bugs me. Sometimes Iâ€™ll see where a small kindness is needed, but far too often Iâ€™m blind to it until others act and then I think, â€œOhâ€¦ yeah. I should have done that,â€ or else no one else sees it, and I think of it too late to do anything about it. I desire to do good, but I lack awareness.
What can I do to see these opportunities and needs before they are missed?