I'm glad, @tasher3433. These words were pivotal to me, too, when I heard them, and impact me often.

I went to see a dear friend last month, a courageous woman who had battled with breast cancer for four years. The last time I visited her, I confess, my heart was heavy about going. I both wanted and did not want to go. I knew her days were few now, but for her sake and for her husband's, I needed to go. When I saw her, her body was contorted in pain, she spoke very little, and her eyes were locked on mine for only moments at a time. I had no words. Absolutely nothing. I could barely speak. What could I say? She was lying there, in her final hours of life. I did the only thing I knew, and that was to drop to my knees by her bedside, and stroke her hand in silence.

Had I not gone, I would have given up the opportunity to respond in a way that communicated my love and care for her. It would have been easy to stay home, and I honestly wanted to, because I was hurting so - but I did not want my response to be a no-response, and I went.

I think God uses whatever we have to offer, even when our efforts seem so feeble at times. I think those efforts can be multiplied and do good. So, in that spirit, we just all keep doing life as best we can. And that is what touches lives for the better. :).

Thank you for your well-wishes.