My Visiting teaching days with Katherine were filled with inspiration as we visited Sharman. Month after month, Sharman's living room became a sacred spot. I would listen while Katherine (who had recently lost her aging mother to cancer) and Sharman (who was in the middle of caring for her mother in another state), shared stories, ideas, and encouragement for an hour as we visited each time. Their stories were similar, but even more alike was the, love and compassion they each shared for their mothers. In those days, I had healthy and able parents, yet I was prompted to know that the visits would do me good in my future. So, I collected those thoughts and feelings and put them in my back pack for future reference.
Now many years later, I find myself reaching in to my collection for assurance. I don't remember the details of their stories, but I do remember the feelings I had when I listened in. Compassion, love, generosity, patience, faith, on and on. I'm so thankful for those visits, because today, I am beginning to put these sweet pieces together.
A miracle of Visiting Teaching is that it can affect us all if we, with empathy, tune in to another's life And the life that is benefitted most can turn out to be our own
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