By Ellen Andersen
It’s been cold here in South Carolina and has been snowing off and on for the past couple weeks. Down here in the South, that’s not something we’re used to. I’m from Southern California and it’s rare there too, so I hunker down even when there’s only a few inches on the ground.
It had been a couple days since the snowfall, but freezing temperatures at night made the roads ice over anyway so I decided to go to a later church service that morning. At 11:15, I headed out to my car but couldn’t open the door. It was still frozen out so the door was stuck. I tried three times with no luck. Fortunately, my neighbor, Mark, came outside at that point and said, “How are you doin’ this morning?”
I gave him a half-smile and said, “Ok (not really I thought) but I can’t get this door open.” (and I don’t think I’m gonna get to church)
He came over, pulled up on the handle, and gave it a little muscle. “Here. Took a little bit to make it come open.” I thanked him and he wished me a good day.
What was no big deal to him meant a lot to me. I couldn’t have done it without him. It let me get to church so I could connect with the Lord and other people there too.
What do you find makes a difference to you, even though someone else may not realize it?