Sister of sister-in-law bringing dinner. Lots of other kind souls bringing dinners. Eighty-five-year-old Relief Society President coming over to vacuum stairs and mop my kitchen floor. Pretty flowers. Neighbors giving rides to my kids from school, to piano, to dance, to activity days. Steve's employees (and their mothers) praying for me. Nine-year-old nephew fasting for me. Good books and magazines. Thoughtful hand-sewn hearts for my kids to keep close when I am not. Friends from afar sending cleaning ladies. Basket full of yummy drinks. And a pink eraser. Monday runs to Costco. Jamba Juice gift card and a good friend to provide delivery service. Chocolate covered strawberries. Incredibly busy sister-in-law offering to drop everything to come to Utah to help for week. Loaves of bread. Grandmas and grandpas and aunts and friends taking care of the kids. Friend mailing me the beautiful picture seen above saying I need something pretty to look at while I recover. The list goes on and on.
I have learned much from your examples. I have learned how to better serve by being served.