So I needed to squeeze in a grocery trip between the time Charlie (the little girl I tend) left and Nate got home. I had about an hour, which seems like a lot, but by the time you load the baby in and out of the car twice and then into the shopping cart it's drastically shorter. Anyway we made it but I was still hurrying to get the groceries upstairs and start dinner. I took Avonlee out of the car and set her down and start loading up my arms with groceries. I look down and Avonlee has her little arm out waiting for me to load her up with groceries too. Luckily I had a bag that was really light so I put it on her little arm and just as quick as I did she stuck out the other for another one. I about cried at her sweet spirit of service. I didn't have anymore light bags so we headed to the house. But that wasn't enough for her and soon she was holding on to the bag that I was carrying helping me with my load when she could barely carry hers. She carried (and helped me) all the way to and up the stairs, with a big grin on her face, and into the house and even reminded me that I left the keys in the door. I was so struck by her sweet spirit and her willingness to help me carry my load when her's looked like it was more than she could carry to me. How grateful I am for the examples that our little ones, so fresh from Heaven, can teach us. I hope that I can follow her example and always reach out to help other even when I have a load of my own to carry and do it with a smile.
