Meant to Know

There are times when I believe that I am meant to know certain people.  They just cross my path and I 'feel' it. And if I don't make friends,  then God keeps putting them in my path until I understand and obey.

Deann Wright is one of those people.  

When I was leaving the law school tonight, I couldn't help but notice that there was a guy sitting in the lobby....  I went to check on him and he said he was trying to get a hold of his mom because he needed a ride. I told him that I would take him.

As we left,  I asked where he lived and he said "Aren't you in our ward boundaries?"  I didn't recognize him at all.   I said "Am I?"  It turned out his name is Luke,  Luke Wright.

He's a good kid.  He said his mom loves dancing. I encouraged him to take a dance class some day and learn to lead.

I hope that Deann is just dancing and not drinking....  But I am happy that I went out of my way to check on Luke. I am happy to have gotten to know him. He's a really good kid.

Empathy

My gift of empathy is an unusual one, it is incredibly unique,  and unless you have benefited from it on MULTIPLE occasions,  not one that anyone would ever believe was real.

It has been really limited in scope during law school....  Or have I been too wrapped up in my own life to have empathy for others???  

Last week I had an empathy moment.   I knew it was an empathy moment because from out of the blue,  I was afraid to die.  I had NO reason to feel that way... So I had a pretty good clue that I wasn't the one feeling that way. Only I had no clue who was.  I considered that it was my father,  but blew that off.  I knew it couldn't be Barbara.   And the only person that I thought it might apply to was Sonny.   But I couldn't figure out why he could be feeling that way.

I figured out yesterday that it was Gina.  In our conversation about her pacemaker,  it came to me really swiftly.   I asked her if she had been scared to die last week,  and she began to cry and told me no one knew.

I told her God knew, and that He cared about her not being alone about it,  so He told me.

We had a really great talk about the fact her illnesses are coming from the hardness of her heart and the hatred and resentment she holds onto.

I also told her about God and His direction to me to wait for "Omega".... She was pretty accepting of it.    I am very grateful for that.