Love ItLove It

It is the Little things that count!

I have worked in the Home Care industry for years and have liked just about everyone I have fortunate to meet. 

I met a woman in the Wealthy apartments in Epsom and loved the garden view. In home care we do either shopping, very basic house work or personal care. I showered this person.

I have always felt a bit of guilt with disabled people because I am not one of these people who do miracles like some big names who have healing meetings. Or like the early disciples who had no trouble praying for sick people and having immediate results, healed instantly

A long time ago I went to a miracle meeting and was rather shocked at the lack of compassion that man had for an elderly sick woman but apparently people went to his meetings and were instantly healed. Who am I to disagree? I was told that I did not have enough faith.

Shouldn’t faith be simple and you either pray and get healed or not? Perhaps it takes time? I have felt guilty for a while …Maybe if I was younger and started over I could study and become a Doctor of medicine instead?

“Well,” I said to her,” I am sorry about your disability but I am not God and I am not a Doctor. I really wish I could heal you. I can only do little things to help”.

She just smiled and said, “It’s the little things that count!”

She made my day and her name was Pamela too.


What do you think?

13 points

Written by Pamela Moresby

Wordsmith BuddySmarty PantsBookwormLoyal BuddyYears Of MembershipImage MakerUp/Down VoterStory MakerList MakerGallery MakerVerified UserPoll MakerContent Author


Leave a Reply

Leave a Reply