Our local church body really rallies around its members when comfort is needed. Food, phone calls, e-mails, cards, prayers, and visits all came our way during and after Darcie's hospital visit. I am so thankful for people who love me enough to drop what they're doing and minister to my family.
I'm not naturally given to thinking of others first. I'm too involved in my own life to stop. But by being blessed so richly during this time, I've been gently exhorted, by my own conscience, to go and do likewise. So I'll pray to love people more and myself less. When a need arises, I'll try to make an effort to comfort remembering how it feels to be comforted.