Spirit
Today I felt the Holy Spirit touch my mortal spirit when a young returned missionary described how he turned his proud heart to humility when trying to teach the Gospel. He served in Mexico and assumed it would be baptisms right and left, easy effort level. After hours and days and weeks and months on his knees in prayer and fasting, he became the humble tool God needed.
And then my sweet friend Carol Bake (we raised our kids together) humbly spoke about how she has reached out to teach the difficult, unlovable children in our town...the ones who don't necessarily have physical disabilities but are in a class of last resort when it comes to the public schools. She has one of the kindest hearts on earth.