I remember after having twins and having a 23 month old running around that days
turned into weeks and just getting up and doing what I had done the day before.
After about a month and after the meals from the ward had stopped, a tender
mercy came our way. On a Friday at around 5:00pm I heard a knock on the door.
There stood one of our older sisters with a pot of stew, bread, salad and
dessert. I hadn't even begun to think of dinner, I was too busy and taxed.
It was if she had brought us gold. I have never ever forgotten that Friday
night and a sister that listened to the Spirit of the Lord. All she said was, I
thought of you today and thought you might need this. I thank the Lord for
sisters like this in my ward.