I’d finally gotten out of the hospital after four months. I’d come home but was very limited in what I could do. Walking with a walker and quite slowly at that, it was discouraging, even as I improved each week. I was cooped up in the house, other than doctors’ appointments and physical and occupational therapy, since I couldn’t drive.
One of my friends recognized my plight and asked if she could take me out for dinner one night. “Sure!” I said. I’d get out of the house and spend time with a friend. 
What a great opportunity. But then I had second thoughts. How would I get around with the walker? I was very slow with it. How could I get into her truck? What if I didn’t have enough energy?
I talked to Toots about all of it and she assured me it’d be okay. That we would just go at my pace, and that she wasn’t in a hurry. As for the truck, she reminded me she could help me in. She said she could even lift me if I needed it and she didn’t mind at all. I had to admit that she was certainly strong enough.
So I agreed and we went out. Sure enough, Toots helped me in and out of the truck and we had a good time talking and just spending time together. Then, to make it even better and more memorable she and I went out every week. Toots doesn’t live near me, but was dedicated to ministering to me, even though I didn’t know I needed it.
It’s been over a decade now and I still remember how much it meant to me. Even the simple things can make a difference.. What have you done that’s made a difference in someone’s life? Or, perhaps someone’s made a difference in yours. Share it here.
What a great friend! ☺
Indeed.
I try to compliment a stranger at least once a day. I will mention their nice smile, cute print on a shirt, how nice they were to me on the phone, color of hair, even just mentioning what a beautiful day it is. It is so easy to take a second and help make another person’s day more special, instead of just going about your business. My reward? A smile or laugh!
Those are great examples of making a difference in someone’s day.
It is not something I shout about but last year a young lady I work with (and who is a good friend) had a bit of a breakdown and was off work for 3 months. I took half a day of leave each week so I could meet up with her in a cafe for a coffee and a chat. Now that she is back we still sometimes meet up for breakfast before work.
A terrific example of ministering to someone who needed you. And your humility about it matters too.